Harlem Davidson Letra

For less than three hundred miles an hour in the chest

Burn the track, this is only a test

I'm a leader of the pack

My, is that...

Number one is now mathias rap

Don't try this back at home little brother

Been doing it for years tearing up that rubber

There's thunder on the race track, fire in the sky

Anticipation and sweat in your eye

We letting it fly now, get up from your seat

Pumping up adrenaline and feeling the heat

Back in the pits the girls all celebrate

Who the man? straight to the getaway van

Never made plans, hands where the game is

Hear the people scream tell them what my name is



Coconut grove, one hell of a heat

Late roam to a party down melbourne street

There's five lanes, five bad brothers

Gonna migrate on your highway

Runners of gaming, at nine AM to the pavement

I'm in a new town by noon

The road is the one room i ever paid rent for

Flagrant eazy ride, but i was sent for

The sole purpose to rock you damn ready

To keep the hand steady and speed if i gotta go

Fast to a blond betty in the junction

The confetti drop, bring the function

In the back section the girls all celebrate

Who the man? straight to the getaway van

Never made plans, hands where the game is

Hear the people scream, tell them what my name is



Charismatic johnson blew the bar

One, two, three, four, get in the car

Charismatic johnson blew the bar

One, two, three, four, get in the car



I'm in the front row, front seat, last call

Asphalt on goodyear would gear my fast fall

People equal name with fame and

Speed with greed, slow down in the fast lane

Rubber and flesh, another turn missed

Blowing a kiss, the paramedics on the scene

Brown skin ladies and the champagne flowin'

Towns swing to the music and it feels like a dream



Here here to the race and the strong competition

Put the drinks on me, a wrong kind of mission

But it's never gonna stop me enjoying the thrill

Godspeed, car speed and kill

Back in the pits, the girls all celebrate

Who the man? straight to the getaway van

Never made plans, hands where the game is

Hear the people scream, tell them what my name is



Charismatic johnson blew the bar

One, two, three, four, get in the car

Charismatic johnson blew the bar

One, two, three, four, get in the car



Flute solo: Anthem of mayhem



Charismatic johnson blew the bar

One, two, three, four, get in the car

Charismatic johnson blew the bar

One, two, three, four, get in the car



It's getting louder than an earthquake, the fabulous four

About to crack it, and hammer down as never before

My leather jacket feel the force of my two wheel monster

T-bone? never, the damage is constant

Cause i'm front door to the ginmill with a sponsor on my lip

An ounce or more, i hit the floor and bounce her on my hip

Announce a war, i tip the missus, roll away from the cherry tops

Dirty side down in the rain, another heavy shock