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Verse 1

Neon rain on the midnight street,

Tokyo hum with a four-door beat,

Key turns over, straight-six sings,

Steel wheels ready, feel that swing.

Old-school badge but a modern soul,

Rear-wheel drive and I’m losing control,

From the mountains down to the bay,

IS200 born to slide this way.

Pre-Chorus

Grip breaks loose, heart beats fast,

Every corner echoes the past,

Balanced weight, that chassis tone,

Feels like the road is my own.

Chorus

Sideways in the city lights,

Lexus IS200, drifting through the night,

From touge roads to the docks by the sea,

Japan knows what this car can be,

Smooth and loud, controlled and raw,

Four doors drifting—yeah, that’s the law,

Sideways in the city lights,

IS200 doing it right.

Verse 2

Manual gears, clutch kick clean,

Sliding lines like a drifting dream,

Not the flashiest, but it’s true,

This sleeper’s got a point to prove,

Reliable heart, it takes the abuse,

Lap after lap, never makes excuses,

Crowd goes quiet, then they cheer,

As the tail steps out in second gear.

Pre-Chorus

Steering talks, I listen close,

Every move feels composed,

Simple build, pure intent,

Every yen well spent.

Chorus

Sideways in the city lights,

Lexus IS200, drifting through the night,

From touge roads to the docks by the sea,

Japan knows what this car can be,

Smooth and loud, controlled and raw,

Four doors drifting—yeah, that’s the law,

Sideways in the city lights,

IS200 doing it right.

Bridge

Street roots, track day scars,

Late nights wrenching under stars,

Respect earned, not bought with fame,

This car’s all skill, no gimmick game.

Final Chorus

Sideways in the city lights,

IS200 carving left to right,

Classic lines, modern flow,

A drift car legend if you know,

From Japan’s streets to the world’s acclaim,

This Lexus slides into fame,

Sideways in the city lights,

IS200—forever right.