Zane Bradford - Traction control off lyrics

Loopy disk on the edge of a cliff/ spin so sick it open ah rift/ slide the drift in the form of a match stick shift in to second damn I feel so malevolent reppin Elvis for president exclusive membership authorized by your local hypnotist in business wit aliens and spaceships in a ma**ive panic fleeing a sinking titanic as it creaks/ blank eyes blink as stones skip till they sink in an effort to repeat lost defeat as the sun will always meet bellow your feet even if fire billows a mellow yellow is a tasty treat setting embers ablaze throughout the street shedding rubber all over concrete for tonight your soul is yours to keep