Martin Records — Black Monster

Yeah, uh-huh.
Black on black, baby.
You hear that engine growl? That's a monster right there.
Yo,
let's ride. Black monster, ain't no stopping that.
Smoke from the pipes, all the windows black.
Engine roars like a beast off the chain.
Slide through the corner, leave smoke in the lane.
Black monster, hear the tires scream.
Midnight rider, living out a dream.
Pedal to the floor, let the whole block know.
When the monster wakes up, better clear that road.
Black paint cutting through the midnight haze.
Headlights slicing darkness like a razor blade.
Who's the king of the road? Let the horsepower speak.
Hundreds of horses, hear the engine scream.
Exhaust hit hard like thunder on the street.
Every time I rev, feel the bass beneath your feet.
Carbon fiber, big wing, looking vicious in the light.
You still choking on my dust while I'm fading out of sight.