The Crew Dan Bull

[Verse 1]
You're a dead man walking going hard on the brakes
It's like you're Dead-Man Walkn' going hard on the breaks
I'm going to LA to roll over you, ese
Then I've got to get to New York today, roll over USA
Set the car onto cruise control
And roll on the roads that my crews control
Nothing hits harder than damn bull-bars
I mean, nothing hits harder than Dan Bull bars
Race in a race with me? You'll blow your tyre out
Go face to face with me? You blow, you'll tire out
Car to car, I'll always have more torque in a bout
Disagree or think differently? Whatchu talkin' about?
I'm street racing in your borough, underground
Chasing you bunnies back to your burrow, underground
I killed and left your pet kookaburra on the ground
Then bring a spade to it's grave, bruh and dig 'round
My favourite place to import coffee from
And the type of instant coffee that I like? Burundi, ground

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