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anacron - rollin' (civic duties) lyrics

[verse 1]
you hear the engine purr
and you know anacron’s finna be right thurr
screech around the corner hugging hairpin turns
stern while it’s bumpin’ and petroleum burns
skirts scr-pe the floor
racing lights bright enough to guide ships to sh0r-
more than a comfortable fit for four
h-lla clean, pristine from the street dreams tour
f-ck chrome that spins
gun-metal black five stars and rims
awesome asphaltronauts turbo boosting again
black folks, black spokes, sport black low brims
press pedals flat
hunch over the wheel, merge, and lean back
luxury sedans, trucks, and all that
get smoked like stacks or sacks to the max

[hook]
i do my civic duty
when i’m rolling through these streets
these streets
don’t try to catch up to me
when i’m rolling through these streets
these streets

[verse 2]
headed home from the club
we be flooring it, pushing hondo and a dub
tight grip on the wheel with my racing gloves
getting rub-a-dubbed down, fly asian dove
yeah, we at it again
101 110 405 off the 10
early am when the traffic’s thin
hit the on ramp, vamp, then i’m gone with the wind
woofer knocking so tight
with the speakers and the tweeters calibrated just right
bose face fills the ride with a blue light
indigo interior in the dark of the night
we having a blast
hoes in the back like, “you goin too fast”
b-tches get clowned while the homeboys laugh
and i p-ss on the shoulder under the overp-ss

[hook]

[verse 3]
the whip don’t matter, ’cause we in the same traffic
this double-double-cl-ssic weave in and out of that quick
jic majic, floss spoon and buddy club
racing wheels and spokes, jokes for stock and hub
centerforce clutch kit, gemini twin
venom nitrous, chromed out ignition system
throw your keys up if you know what i’m talking about
chirp the alarm, and rev it up loud
vroom, vroom, this tune booms
specifically for differently equipped street whips
i love a old school full of fools pulling herb
love them lo-lo’s cholos hopping at the curb
but i had to put it down and blurt a couple words
for my cuddies doing about a buck twenty through the burbs
eff what you heard, we stay on the throttle
rice rocket import shows got the hottest models

[hook]

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