| I’m rumbling down that street of mine
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| There is no sun, but my car still shine
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| I’m burning rubber on that road
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| With my four-wheel drive
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| With explosive load
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| Born to drive, drive to die
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| Die to live, then drive again
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| I know that for me there ain’t no grave
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| Because I am the death in a black beret
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| Horny girls, they wanna ride
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| So I take them in and fuck their pride
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| Razamanaz, I feel so alive
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| In my satanic turbo four wheel drive
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| Born to drive, drive to die
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| Die to live, then drive again
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| I know that for me there ain’t no grave
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| Because I am the death in a black beret
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| I’m rumbling down that street of mine
|
| There is no sun, but my car still shine
|
| I’m burning rubber on that road
|
| With my four-wheel drive
|
| With explosive load
|
| Born to drive, drive to die
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| Die to live, then drive again
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| I know that for me there ain’t no grave
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| Because I am the death in a black beret |