Black Pontiac - The Streets Are Hot Tonight

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Ohh oh oh ohh
Ohh oh oh ohh oh ohh
Ohh oh oh ohh..
And i’m starting to lose my cool

Drop out day dreaming of more
Dreaming of a new york penthouse
Floor
Dreaming of a life outside of a nine to four
And i’m all cool knocking at your front door
When you’re in love with your reflection
Some people hate us we just love the attention
I can’t help myself
Talking shit like a pill that’s good for your health
I’m young and i’m fit and i just can’t quit
When i’m too busy spitting now i’m more like shit
Everyone coming up oh so quick
So move that wrist, let’s see you flick
And lemme shoot my shot because the streets Are hot tonight
And i’m starting to loose my cool
Just givе me a chance won’t hold back when i start to dancе
Guys i’m starting to loose my cool

(0:53)

VIP with that showboat moxie
Life time that from the roxie
People just can’t take the shell shot
We learn this shit cuts deep like a tomahawk
Stuff that talks
Pass the ox
Ten steps ahead, thinking outside the box
All these other bands got the crowds so bored (so bored!)
I should give them all a plaque
Give the drummer an award

D A S C V A N (?)

Pigs pull up to the pen
And here we go again
City getting white and grey like detention
Have to reflect the denitrification
Life crisis;
My time is spent turning paycheck to paycheck
I can't pay the rent
My monotonous job is now making me nauseous
Sometimes i just feel like a robot
(1:23)

I know that where i’m going up
Showing up with a body full of Bacardi
And then understand that i don’t got no back up plan
Sticking into the man (?)
Fuck the program
Yeah, give me the yam
I’ll be your keeper
No mumble like them
Down with the jam
Dropping their heads like
Bam bam b-b-b-BAM BAM

Lemme shoot my shot because the streets are hot tonight
And i’m starting to loose my cool
Just give me a chance won’t hold back when i start to dance
Guys i’m starting to loose my cool

-EPIC GUITAR SOLO-

(2:23)

Don’t push me cause i’m close to the edge
I’ll push back so get the fuck off of my ledge
Now i’m on and off the roof
And i’m raising hell
If you’re another bullet proof, know that well
Just graduated and i pray for good luck
Now let me hear you sing it if you don’t give a fuck!
Badadabam badadabam badadabam
And i’m starting to loose my cool
Badadabam badadabam badadabam
(And i’m starting to loose my cool)
Badadabam badadabam badadabam
And i’m starting to loose my cool
Bambambambabababa bowwww
Break it down, fellas!!

Instrumental sign off

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