City on mute, phone buzzing with a pin drop
Backstreets breathing when the sun clock dip off
Illegal whispers in a Tesco car park
Engines talking dirty in the dark, heart bark
UK plates flash when the headlights swing
Bass in the boot make the whole block ring
Girls in black coats, heels on gravel
Lipstick sharp, eyes say trouble
No cameras, no names, just noise and heat
Smoke hang low where the tyres meet
They say don’t race, yeah we heard that shit
But the night don’t care when the boost get lit
Fuck a curfew, fuck a bedtime
Red dials flirting with the redline
If it’s wrong, then it feel too right
City raised us in the sodium light
Street racing rumours, nobody confirms
Just silhouettes when the rear end turns
Hands shake slightly, adrenaline rich
Life feel real when it flirting with risk
Hot women lean in when the doors swing up
Perfume mix fuel when the engines rev up
She don’t ask names, she ask what’s inside
I say pressure and rage, she smile, hop inside
Blackout meets, city gone feral
Rubber write sins on the asphalt metal
No permits, no peace, no apologies
Just torque, temptation, and bad decisions
Blackout meets, bass too heavy
Whole car vibrate, spine ain’t steady
If I spin, I spin, if I dip, I dip
But I won’t play safe in a world this shit
M-way dreams, exit never planned
Hazards blinking like a warning from God’s hand
Blue lights somewhere, not my concern
I ain’t chasing clout, I’m chasing the burn
Illegal meets like ghost towns pop up
Then vanish fast when the pressure lock up
Somebody scream, somebody laugh
Somebody film, somebody dash
Girls dancing to subs not the radio
Sweat on skin, late-night cardio
She say slow down, I say maybe
But the engine louder than common safety
UK cold but the nights run hot
Balaclava energy, hearts on lock
They want clean lives, pensions, sleep
I want noise and scars I can actually keep
Blackout meets, city gone feral
Rubber write sins on the asphalt metal
No permits, no peace, no apologies
Just torque, temptation, and bad decisions
Blackout meets, bass too heavy
Whole car vibrate, spine ain’t steady
If I spin, I spin, if I dip, I dip
But I won’t play safe in a world this shit
Rear-view glowing like a bad idea
Laughing at danger when it get too near
If tomorrow judge me, that’s fine by me
Tonight I’m alive, that’s rarity
No heroes here, just moments and speed
Metal therapy for the shit we don’t speak
If I disappear when the night turn grey
Just know I lived loud on the way
Blackout
Engines cool
Stories don’t
Projects720
