Austin Pilcher - Scooter King Lyrics

Austin Pilcher, call him the scooter king Handlebars gleamin', got 'em 'round his pinky ring Rides the rails flipping air, smooth like hot knife in butter Grinds on the edge concrete waves, won't choke won't stutter Kid's a legend in the park all the scooter boys envy Flies off ramps lands tricks oh-so gently Crowd gathers 'round whispers, "Yo, check this out" Head boppin' jaws droppin', no room for doubt Austin Pilcher scooter glistening in the sun Reppin' the park ain't no need for gun Rides high takes flight, a blur into the night Scooter god, outta sight, just right, alright Shorty tried to challenge but he lost real quick Austin swooped 'n like a flick of the wrist Manuals for miles balancing on wire thin Metals to the metal dude just can't quit Chain gangs of fans, followin' this dude's flair Pop some ollies, make it sunny in the night air Scooter master, park pastor, preachin' with his flow Hyped on adrenaline speed his only prayer Austin Pilcher soaring into blue skies With every jump, he takes the crowd high Scooting glory, inked in the city's lore Park's living legend, forever he will endure