Lowriders and Legends

Rolling low, with the city lights in sight,

The engine roars, under the moonlight.

Cruisin’ down the street, yeah, we own the night,

With the bass bumpin’ heavy, hearts feelin’ light.

Wheels spinning slowly, like the rhythm of our lives,

Paint glowing bright, where the culture thrives.

Familia by my side, we ride as one,

Stitched in our hearts, under the rising sun.

From Tucson to L.A., we’ll paint it with pride,

In a world where our legends will never hide.

Lowriders and dreams, we glide through the night,

In the pulse of the city, our spirits take flight.

With the stars up above and the chrome shining bright,

We’re the kings of the streets, in love with the life.

Tattoos tell the stories, of battles won,

In this rich tapestry, we’re never outdone.

With bandanas waving, we carve our own way,

In the heart of the barrio, where we work and play.

Flickering lights, they dance like the fire,

Brothers and sisters, together we aspire.

With engines that growl, and laughter in the air,

Each journey we take, crafted with care.

Lowriders and dreams, we glide through the night,

In the pulse of the city, our spirits take flight.

With the stars up above and the chrome shining bright,

We’re the kings of the streets, in love with the life.

So we lift it up high, like the pride in our veins,

Every turn, every mile, it’s our joy, it’s our pain.

With the bounce of the rhythm, hear the heartbeat of soul,

In the shadows of the city, we’ll always be whole.

So here’s to the lowriders, here’s to our crew,

In a world full of colors, we paint it true blue.

Turn the music up loud, let the stories unwind,

In the heart of the lowlife, our destinies bind.