N-Sayne - Cruisin' Lyrics

Cruising, but I don't have the top down
Why? Coz I don't own a drop top
Got a couple of old XR6's and I don't care there not the hot top
Blue on blue for the 2 seater ute
I got blue on alloy for the 5 seater too (Stylin)
Big banging beats bumpin Yelawolf,
Aint too many can do what I do (Rhyming)
When I drop the clutch burn the rubber on the tyres
Keep it goin till I'm down to the wire
Then I'm back on the street with a new set of shoes
Doin what I do and it never tires
Tried to sign but no label could handle me
Got the handle from the pan and I ran with it
Took the dry pen to inkwell
Jumped in till we sink well come back I'm damaging
(I'm damaging)
That's the sound of the this pen as it tears down these walls
PSSsssshhhwwhhhwhha
That's the sound of the piss as it dribbles on ya balls
Balls balls naa I'm playing
Do you even listen to these rhymes I'm saying
On a daily basis, do u know how many mics I'm slayin

Crusin' in fifth gear
Shift back to fourth as we switch lanes
We're moving
One sixty I won't slow down while you switch games
You're losing this quickly
Your turbo Porshe will die in vein
When I hit the breaks make no mistake
I'm turning around and going away
Cruisin' in fifth gear
Like I've got no others
Burning the tread off the tyres like I'm allergic to the rubber
So kick back and cruise with me, just cruise with me
Sit back and cruise with me, just cruise with me

Don't try testing me, this ain't Need for Speed
Red line, buck 50 you ain't catching me
Soon as you hear squealing from the tyres screech
I got a lesson for these other rappers talkin' speed
Talk is cheap
Watch me as I'm burning all the rubber in the streets
No midnight club no dub cos this road is mean
You awoke the beast hear that engine grunt?
Now tell these motherf*ckers watch as I tip in cunt
You ain't f*ckin' with the crew, longneck swiggin' beers
Switchin gears, as I dodge the jacks, no fine here
Got it snappin second god I'm acting reckless
This ain't a record for the bitches who cant use 3 pedals
Doing deals with the devil you can't rock like I rock
I got you lookin like a fool, smoked out like a hot box
You see all I gotta do is say her name on this song
And watch ya girl follow me around like a malevolent dog
Rebel without a cause on the black top R.I.P...
Paul Walker, Ryan Dunn and James Dean
All three paid the cost just for living their dreams
And ended life too short because they had to speed
Your life's on the line when your playing in the streets mate
Gotta double take look twice for bikes while I'm switching lanes
Your dreaming if your thinking that I'm slipping when I'm hitting them brakes
You wanna race better raise the stakes but you won't catch me when I'm

Crusin' in fifth gear
Shift back to fourth as we switch lanes
We're moving
One sixty I wont slow down while you switch games
You're losing this quickly
Your turbo porshe will die in vein
When I hit the breaks make no mistake
I'm turning around and going away
Cruisin in fifth gear,
Like I've got no others
Burning the tread off the tyres like I'm allergic to the rubber
So kick back and cruise with me, just cruise with me
Sit back and cruise with me, just cruise with me