Joyride

He put his foot on the pedal

in the mark one

Like he's ready to blow away

Whip-lash caressing her neck

As he prepared for the sudden

take away

Blood flowing

Heart racing

Drinks flying

Like its a film by QT

Only its him and a cutie

In the car seats

And we're driving

But we don't drive

We joyride

Blue lights and hands high

Joyriding

Running round these

Dark nights

Far from a crime fight

Timing

I like the fast life

And I'll retire to bed nights

Joyriding

Yeah we’re joyriding

Banging against the door

As they hit the floor

Can't be a black boy in a nice car

Blood seeping from the rims

From the outside looking in

Mitch and Ace sit and wonder

Is there m's in outer space?

I‘m lost without a place

In this world we live in

No more love inside my heart

Just time to kickstart

It’s word to John Lampkin

And we're driving

But we don't drive

We joyride

Blue lights and hands high

Joyriding

Running round these

Dark nights

Far from a crime fight

Timing

I like the fast life

And I'll retire to bed nights

Joyriding

Yeah we’re joyriding

Thrill seeking

Joyriding

Driving

But we don't drive

We joyride

Blue lights and hands high

Joyriding

Running round these

Dark nights

Far from a crime fight

Timing

I like the fast life

And I'll retire to bed nights

Joyriding

Yeah we’re joyriding

Thrill seeking

Joyriding

Oh, oh

(Yeah)

Oh, oh

(Yeah, yeah)

Timing

I like the fast life

And I'll retire to bed nights

Joyriding

Yeah we’re joyriding

Thrill seeking

Joyriding