Rusted Cadence

Slide through the corner,

tires talk loud

Bass in my chest,

can’t slow down

Cold in the air but my hands stay calm

Run it back once,

let the whole block nod (yeah)

Street signs blur,

I’m counting the turns Headlights smear

when the rubber burns Keep it low,

no talk, just moves One hand steady,

other on the groove

Breath in, line up,

feel the frame If it gets messy,

I don’t switch lanes Let it build,

let it bite, let it climb

Right on the edge,

right on time (uh)

Slide through the corner,

tires talk loud

Bass in my chest,

can’t slow down

Cold in the air but my hands stay calm

Run it back once,

let the whole block nod (yeah)

Rearview glow, but I don’t look back Same old noise,

I cut that slack

If they want heat,

I bring that storm

Quiet mind with a

wild form (huh)

Hold the wheel steady,

let the fear pass

If I lose control,

I rebuild fast One more breath,

then I go

Slide through the corner,

tires talk loud

Bass in my chest,

can’t slow down

Cold in the air but my hands stay calm Run it back

once, let the whole block nod (yeah)