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FAKE lyrics : "Automatic"

Take a minute to be worried now
I'm riding out my demon car
And I drive it where I want

Burn rubber on the sidewalk, honey
You don't like my kind
And my wheels that glide

Just a low life joy ride $#&@er
Speeding up the lanes like a two-bit manic !@^%


I know all the things you wish to be is all I've ever been

You don't see me

'Cause I've got the hidden angle
Got the hidden angle
Magnetic speeds, I never drift and I never miss

'Cause I've got the hidden angle
Got the hidden angle yeah


Oooh yeah!
And through this body of chrome
400 h.p. of attitude that spits out it's dirty disease

Like a white boy rock star muther$#&@ing thing
Your cars are sterlized
So safe and paralyzed

Mustangs and Pontiacs best suit the asphalt roads that I own

Speeding through the town like a bullet from a gun

Always got them cop cars coming after me
Watch them getting smaller in the rear view from my seat


You don't see me oh
'Cause I've got the hidden angle
Got the hidden angle

Magnetic speeds, I never drift and I never miss
'Cause I've got the hidden angle
Got the hidden angle


Oooh love the feel of my monster car!


It's just a rock star little thing
At every stop sign all I see is green
Got a crew and a lifestyle on the road

It's automatic man "We don't let go!"
Engine sound is like the feel of the best drug. Hit it!
We get blitzed up, fixed up, licked up

Once you get a taste of it, everybody can't stop

Oooh forget about it, forget about it


You don't see me oh
'Cause I've got the hidden angle

Got the hidden angle
Magnetic speeds, I never drift and I never miss
'Cause I've got the hidden angle

Got the hidden angle

You can't beat me 'cause you can't stop me

'65 Chevy's gonna be my chick and a '58 Caddy's like a speedball trip
Can you hear me roaring?

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