GipsyPrala Records - Black Beamer

Oh, baby
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Oh yeah
Oh, I grew up on the edge of a working class town
Just a simple guy with a one gold tooth and a cap pull down
And I’m nothing special
I’m not the type to turn heads in the street
But every girl I pass still smiles when I meet her
When evening falls, I step outside into the yard
I get in my car, start it up, I let it run hard
Life around me, music fills the night
And they watch me leave with a mix of envy and light
Cuz I got my fever always by my side
Fast as hell when I ride
Rolling through the night
Come on girl, we can take a ride
Black be, black be, black be
Black be lights going red
Black be, catch me instead
Black be, cruising past your street
Black be, the girls think it’s sweet
My neighborhood is far away on the city’s edge
Where empty bottles clinking, dreams hang on a ledge
The local guys just drink
No fitness, no plan, no future, no business
Just time slipping through their hands
My street is small, just a few old broken blocks
Nothing much happens here
Just dogs and ticking clocks
But I don’t care
I push through the evening air
Flexing through the streets like I’ve got no fear
Cuz I got my fever always by my side
Fast as hell when I ride
Rolling through the night
Come on girl, we can take a ride
Black be lights going red
Black be, catch me instead
Black be, cruising past your street
Black be
Oh
If a girl ask me, “Take me for a ride”
I say, “All right”
Even if it’s out of my way, I’ll drive through the night
I might look simple, but I never say no
To any girl who wants to feel the glow
That’s what the fever is for
It’s always for me
And wild like it’s meant to be free
I’m just a guy from the block
Nothing more
But in that black car
I feel like I’m something more
Lights flashing bright
Lights are flashing bright
Cut through the night
Cutting through the night
Everybody see