(Thanks to ChrisF for sending the lyrics to me.)
Tearin' Up the Streets (Metal Maniacs) - Kelly Lee McCartney; Man-D
I'm a monster and you know it when my motor roars,
I'm rollin' thunder and I'm comin, better lock your doors
Pavement's grindin' up underneath my wheels,
I'm so bad to the bone, I know how it feels,
To take everything I want, and never look back,
To keep crushing competition, they always slack.
So I push it to the floor, kicking dust is a must,
My wheels keep spinning, so in my wheels I trust.
That?s right, you know (Cuz? it?s a long hard road)
That?s right, you know (Cuz? it?s a very heavy load)
That?s right, you know (And I?ll always be free)
That?s right, you know (Cuz? the streets are a part of me)
(A thousand horses gallopin?, Tearin up the streets!)
Here I come, revvin' up, so if you feel like steppin' up
Then step on up, I'm hungry, so I'll just eat you up.
I'm a devil at the wheel, of a chariot of steel,
I'm a mean spittin' cobra, spittin' only your tears.
So if you see me in your rear view, Buckle Up,
Cuz' the object in the mirror is Seven Years Bad Luck.
I'm quickly getting' closer, you can feel the heat,
From a thousand horses gallopin', Tearin Up the Street.
That?s right, you know (Cuz? it?s a long hard road)
That?s right, you know (Cuz? it?s a very heavy load)
That?s right, you know (And I?ll always be free)
That?s right, you know (Cuz? the streets are a part of me)
(A thousand horses gallopin?, Tearin up the streets!)
*softly*
I'm a monster and you know it when my motor roars,
I'm rollin' thunder and I'm comin, better lock your doors
The Pavement's grindin' up underneath my wheels,
I'm so bad to the bone, *normal* I know how it feels!
That's right, you know (Cuz' it's a long hard road)
That's right, you know (Cuz' it's a very heavy load)
That's right, you know (And I'll always be free)
That's right, you know (Cuz' the streets are a part of me)
(A thousand horses gallopin', Tearin up the streets!)
That's right, you know (Cuz' it's a long hard road)
That's right, you know (Cuz' it's a very heavy load)
That's right, you know (And I'll always be free)
That's right, you know (Cuz' the streets are a part of me)
(A thousand horses gallopin', Tearin up the streets!)
(So if you see me in your rear view, you better Buckle Up,
Cuz' the object in the mirror is Seven Years Bad Luck!
I'm quickly getting' closer, you can feel the heat,
From a thousand horses gallopin', Tearin Up the Street!
A thousand horses gallopin', tearin up the streets!
A thousand horses gallopin', tearin up the streets!
A thousand horses gallopin', tearin up the streets!
A thousand horses gallopin', tearin up the streets!)
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