Bikers Anthem — текст песни

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