Yea Big - Stomp the Pedal lyrics

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Yea Big - Stomp the Pedal lyrics

Open the scene, vehicle careens Riding on sidewalls, tires they scream Car staying on the road by tire tips Body spits sparks, tailpipe breathes fire Makes the people on the sidewalk perspire Driver yelling in front, what does he want Means gibberish, but he's not really drunk Diagnosin him leaves, medical minds stumped Eyes devilish, mouth twists, it's evident Speed demon possessed, symptoms are prevalent Its out of the bounds of modern medicine When he throws fits, hits his head on the dash and grimaces His business is, dangerous Speedometer menaces, going fast his language d**h grip on the steering wheel, his fingertips Viciously running down eye witnesses Stomp the pedal to the floor Speed he's aching for more And he doesnt need a reason Demon stealing his soul Hardcore tweakin every weekend Speedin k**ing us all When he's fiending for the demon Better stay off the road Eyes glazed, for him it's too late Mind's left, it's gone, he's in bad shape Road rage, is past, moved to insane Full tank of gas, trying to change lanes In pain, he struggles with the safety belt But he barely felt when it cut into his skin Bleeding out, spittle pools by his mouth Saying something, but no one's paying attention Destination, who cares, he stares His focus somewhere in the distance Explanation, his fears Took over his mind, now hes dying to leave here Trying to maintain, crazy and deranged Falling out of control, playing these speed games Body count going up, bumper is bloodstained Drives to take lives, better stay out of range By the time you hear the motor it's too late You become, first reason, for a hit and run to take place Stay on your feet? you'll be a stain on the street Better tuck your pride and dive out of the way Come up running but in the pit of your stomach You know theres no way to get away from him Headlights coming, you might live tonight That funny, it's not like you're fast or something Stomp the pedal to the floor Speed he's aching for more And he doesnt need a reason Demon stealing his soul Hardcore tweakin every weekend Speedin k**ing us all Cause he's fiending for the demon Better stay off the road

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