RACKSTARS Lyrics

The wheel is in my hand

I want to understand

I found the holy land

So prepare to make a stand

They are so petulant

Their hands are wet with sin

They know they cannot win

So we might just come break in

They know their fate is lost

Their future is the cost

I'm a boulder free of moss

And I'm rolling down the bluffs, kid,

I made it to the track, skid

I made it to the track, skid

I broke into the NASCAR track now

And I jacked a fast car

Drive it fast far

Last call

Running over people at the motherfuckin' track meet

You shoulda brought a motherfuckin' vehicle

Skeet skeet skeet skeet

Skeet skeet

Skeet skeet

Skeet skeet

Skeet skeet

I'mma run your fuckin' aft off the motherfuckin' street

I'm running down the track like it's a motherfuckin' freeway

Don't cut me off when I am speedin' like a felonious demon

I'm mowing motherfuckers down, I'm racking up the stars

That's why I jacked a motherfuckin' NASCAR

Fast far

This car go

Fast far

It's a NASCAR

That's why I jacked a fuckin' fast car

A NASCAR

It go fast far

It's like a NASCAR

It go fast far