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John Skrrt

conventionaldove244

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Lyrics

Verse 1

John Skirrrt got the keys at a quarter past nine

Thumb through the ignition and he drift into the line

Chrome on the whip but the brakes all shy

Kill the intersection like a desert sky

Ran the red light swear the light was green

Left a trail of tire marks and a shattered scene

Homeboys laughing like it's all a joke

But the ambulance gon' do a double take

Chorus

John Skirrrt the horrible driver

Pedal to the floor like a soul on fire

He got no rhyme and he got no reason

Just a death wish stuck on repeat in

Every lane he slide

Every light he ride

John Skirrrt the horrible driver

Can't nobody stop him till the tires retire

Verse 2

Parking lot like a battle zone

Bumper on the pole and the mirror gone

Three point turn took him ten minutes flat

Honking at a ghost like an attack

Passed a school zone doing fifty-five

Teacher on the curb scared he barely alive

Talkin' smack like he own the street

But the curb hit back when he took the leap

Chorus

John Skirrrt the horrible driver

Pedal to the floor like a soul on fire

He got no rhyme and he got no reason

Just a death wish stuck on repeat in

Every lane he slide

Every light he ride

John Skirrrt the horrible driver

Can't nobody stop him till the tires retire

Bridge

Pistol on the dash

Heartbeat on the gas

Skrrt in the morning

Skrrt till they pass

Horns out the window

Swear it's never his fault

John Skirrrt gon' turn that asphalt to salt

Chorus

John Skirrrt the horrible driver

Pedal to the floor like a soul on fire

He got no rhyme and he got no reason

Just a death wish stuck on repeat in

Every lane he slide

Every light he ride

John Skirrrt the horrible driver

Can't nobody stop him till the tires retire

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