Lyrics Bikers Anthem - Ghetts, Ghetto, Scorcher

Bikers Anthem

We’re biker boys
Biker boys set their own rules
Aye, yo, Scorch, what’s the destination, fam?
Fam, it’s- it just say the A4, fam
Yeah?
About
Ah, I’m a rider, G
There ain’t nothing like stunting in summer on a nice bike
120 on the high way, it’s nothing but bright lights
Yeah, it’s a nice life
The life’s nice
All I need is two wheels
Every time I ride
I’m in another car, side to side
Yo, Scorcher, it’s time to fly
1:20 on the clock, come ready to be off
I’m riding through the city
1:20 on the clock, I’m breaking the highway code
Fuck the traffic light
I ain’t glad it’s night but I’m glad it’s night
T-shirt blowing in the wind through town
device and right hand on the throttle
R6, new shipped model
And this speed is hard to break like a Lucozade bottle
But I ain’t stopping for reds and I ain’t stopping for feds
Full time so, I ain’t even stopping for pet'
Five up, one down, I’m smooth with the mechanism
When I come through, everybody show me recognition
Some tell me, «stop riding» but I never listen
First gear, clutch, rev and I’m missing
North, South, West and East, all around
Ghetts is seen
I can’t cool it down, arrest, I’m free
Pop up a wheelie for the kids on the block
And then I’m off
There ain’t nothing like stunting in summer on a nice bike
120 on the high way, it’s nothing but bright lights
Yeah, it’s a nice life
The life’s nice
All I need is two wheels
Every time I ride
I’m in another car, side to side
Yo, Scorcher, it’s time to fly
120 on the clock, I’m ready to be off
I come through holding on your handles
You love it when I lean back and lift you up
I spent a few grand when I picked you up
You hate when I’m standing to the side
Or take another girl out for a ride
You try to hype up but it backfires
A couple of times, you gave me two flat tyres
Always roll with me when I’m linking them crack buyers
In and out the manor, moving something like a fast train
But it’s just the two of us, gunning down the fast lane
You’re like, «harder, baby, do it faster, baby»
You get jealous when I see I’d love a larger lady
When I tickle your tummy, I swear your laugh is crazy
But since I got a new car, you ain’t been laughing lately
When you’re home in the morning, it don’t hardly faze me
I’m like, «what's your problem?
I got a shot in Tottenham»
Hurry up and get dressed before I’m long and lost them
Believe me, I love my bike
There ain’t nothing like stunting in summer on a nice bike
120 on the high way, it’s nothing but bright lights
Yeah, it’s a nice life
The life’s nice
All I need is two wheels
Every time I ride
I’m in another car, side to side
Yo, Scorcher, it’s time to fly
120 on the clock, I’m ready to be off
The realness is
No license attached to insurance
How long could I last?
This is a test of endurance
How could I ever be late for a performance?
Fuck a speed camera, this bike ain’t registered to me
Do a plate check and indicate right
And take left to shake feds
I went from pedals to peds to power bikes
Ain’t been caught in a chase yet
Such would, a lot of youts have died in super bikes
And that’s the reason that my mum’s shook
I tell her, «don't worry», I’m reason it’s fun, look
Your son’s hooked
I’m a biker by blood
My pops is a rider, my rider is my pops
Some are fiends for speed
I can’t cruise, I increase the lead
Buffers on the back, she be looking like a leash of keys
Hold me tight, it’s only right, I’m a G, believe
This here’s a new machine
Never been squeaked or cleaned
There ain’t nothing like stunting in summer on a nice bike
120 on the high way, it’s nothing but bright lights
Yeah, it’s a nice life
The life’s nice
All I need is two wheels
Every time I ride
I’m in another car, side to side
Yo, Scorcher, it’s time to fly
120 on the clock, I’m ready to be off