
Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Record label: Fat Possum, Producto Mart
Song language: English
Drive |
C’mon, ma, can I borrow the keys? |
My generation is carpooling with doom and disease |
Buckle up, skipper |
The new american Asterix |
You’re riding shotty with Jesus of Nascar-eth |
At the end of the day, we all sittin' on 24s |
365 horses, no horseshit |
With nothing but a learning permit |
Delinquents on the autobahn poppin' our airbags off the worthless |
I’m not depressed, man |
I’m just a fucking New Yorker |
Who knows that sittin' in traffic with these bastards is torture |
I’ll be in a jalopy with a mami getting head rest |
And howl at the glowing moon roof as proof that I’m not dead yet |
And y’all can all give me the hummer |
'Cause in the meantime, I’mma pimp this ride like fly formula one-er |
This is the El-Product summer |
With a gleam of factory gun metal sheen grey and no vin number |
Drive, Drive, Drive |
Hopped in the hooptie screaming «freedom is mine!» |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Bumpin' the tune I so conveniently provide |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Don’t have to be flashy, I’ll use any old ride |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Hop in the whip and peel away, stay alive |
Cars slide by with the booming system |
Like New York is Fallujah with metal gear using christians |
Posted up for the gods of oil mining |
In a military humvee with no bullet proof siding (sorry, guys) |
Brooklyn, baby |
I’m waterlocked walkin' nervous |
When the curfew was imposed closing transportational service |
This gonzomatic fear turns me Hunter S. Thompson |
With my lawyer leaning over the side view mirror vomiting |
You call 'em windows, I call 'em asbestos lesseners |
For this wheezing in my chest I’ll need more than fucking air fresheners |
There ain’t no easy pass |
Hands on the dash |
You’ll get rocked in casba if the movement’s too fast |
Here come the cannon balls, run |
Get in your gremlin |
The days of thunder’s creepin' up sooner than you expected |
Paranoid brethren disable their onstar knowing they’ll trace us |
Pull us over and shout «get out le car!» |
Drive, Drive, Drive |
Hopped in the hooptie screaming «freedom is mine!» |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Bumpin' the tune I so conveniently provide |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Don’t have to be flashy, I’ll use any old ride |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Hop in the whip and peel away, stay alive |
These TV thugs got the heart of Herbie the Luv Bug |
It don’t take a speed racing mind to see that they’re just stuck |
I’ll wrap your promo truck with a nambla stencil to prove that you’re fucking |
babies |
Frontin' up in a rental |
I knew a kid who navigated it slippery |
And fuel injected a speed ball on his way to Atlantic City |
Out the race before even making his mark |
And now he’ll never pick his shit up out of long term parking |
My triple A card has one too many initials |
And autobot on the fringe of liquid addiction spinning fish-tails |
About to careen on some toonces shit off the cliff |
But love of the sport of racing is keeping me out of coffins |
Camu was like «fuck it, just keep the beats dirty dusty» |
I grabbed the CB radio like «10/4 good buddy» |
I’ll keep running the track |
Even when muddy |
'Cause my insurance don’t cover leaving behind the pit crew that love me |
So I drive |
Drive, Drive, Drive |
Hopped in the hooptie screaming «freedom is mine!» |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Bumpin' the tune I so conveniently provide |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Don’t have to be flashy, I’ll use any old ride |
Drive, Drive, Drive, Drive |
Hop in the whip and peel away, stay alive |
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No Save Point ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2021 |
ooh la la ft. El-P, Killer Mike, Greg Nice | 2021 |
Lie, Cheat, Steal ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2020 |
yankee and the brave ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2021 |
Oh My Darling Don't Cry ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2014 |
JU$T ft. El-P, Killer Mike, Zack De La Rocha | 2021 |
the ground below ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2021 |
out of sight ft. El-P, Killer Mike, 2 Chainz | 2021 |
goonies vs. E.T. ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2021 |
never look back ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2021 |
holy calamafuck ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2021 |
pulling the pin ft. El-P, Killer Mike, Josh Homme | 2021 |
walking in the snow ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2021 |
a few words for the firing squad (radiation) ft. El-P, Killer Mike | 2021 |
Flyentology ft. Trent Reznor | 2019 |
The Overly Dramatic Truth | 2019 |
All the Cash ft. El-P | 2008 |
$4 Vic / Nothing but You + Me (FTL) | 2016 |
Up All Night | 2019 |
Tasmanian Pain Coaster | 2019 |