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letra de burnout section - burd brain

this is for my true blue c-nts in the burnout section

oi, oi
this is for the revheads chuckin’ the skids
not stopping for a breath test, chugging the p-ss
got the missus riding shotgun chucking the sh-ts
put the pedal to the metal yelling “f-ck the pigs!”
yeah we the clutch droppin’, smoking it up proper
professional tyre poppers, the coppers they can’t stop us
it’s the gear stick shifters born to burn rubber
and the weekend drifters ballin’ (skrrt!) bruddah

this drive turned out nothing like i had planned
why not? cause i just had my last can
in an eight seater van that was made in j-pan
i want a falcon, better make it a 5.0
drive slow? nah f-ck that not tonight bro
this is for the lads drag racing down the side road
sideways, droppin’ donuts ’til your tyre blows

from the t-a-s to the v-i-c
caught the ferry, chucked skids in the cbd
ay, ay, it’s for the burnout section
then i hit s-a to the a-c-t
my mate chucked skids in his vl hsv
ay, ay, it’s for the burnout section
check it out
i got sh-t hot taste bruz
i wanna smell that petty when i make love
gotta get the wheels spinnin’ when i wake up
chuck skids to get me through a breakup
(skrrt!) (b-tch!)
everybody wanna live the dream
when you bottle it up you gotta let off steam
go check on your mates, everyday bro
it ain’t weak to speak, it’s okay

quick, lad, send every c-nt to the skid pad
too many cans, take a nap in the hatchback
paint job matt black, interior incredible
full noise, foot flat, crankin’ out the decibels
man, i made a cab driver sit in the backseat
just so i could chuck a f-cking skid in his taxi
rev it up, let the clutch go
this is for the streets and my peeps at the car shows

from the t-a-s to the v-i-c
caught the ferry, chucked skids in the cbd
ay, ay, it’s for the burnout section
then i hit s-a to the a-c-t
my mate chucked skids in his vl hsv
ay, ay, it’s for the burnout section
the missus won’t complain when the fellas are here
then she gets you on your own and she’s shedding a tear
now you in the dog house getting peppered with salt
if the tyre’s on fire it’s the apprentice’s fault
do the usain bolt, cruising getting litty
got the subby pumping in the clubby through the city
i’m not riding the brakes my bruddah
i’m peter brock reincarnated motherf-cker

eighteen month build come froth with me buddy
i dropped like 100k out of my crypto money
send it properly cuzzy, so you can shake my hand
when you take nine grand for your nana’s trans am
got a plane to bali, hit the markets, pick a harley up
get home and the car won’t start, i better tune the carby up
skid comp followed by a rap show
flip off the cops and smoke it up down the back road

- burd brain

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