MRR - Lwnb

Live With No Brakes

Man, it's about time we all get together (I never thought that it would change)
Where we goin', you guys? (Live With No Brakes)
That beach house (Glad I got to see another day)
Uhh, that one?
Yeah, yeah, y-yeah, that one (Live with no brakes)
Bet, bet, bet (Live With No Brakes)
And we're off (Sometimes it feels like I'm)
And we're off, dude (Going insane, but)
Aye, turn the radio up (I know that I'll still find my way)
Oh yeah, y-yeah, I gotchu, I gotchu (Live With No Brakes)

Back in the fifth grade (Yeah), I was the fastest kid in the relay (Ha)
Takin' laps like I'm takin' trips on the freeway to the car shows (Skrrt, skrrt)
Used to be more the sports type
Now I'm more of a Coors Lite
The life of a bored night till the bar close (Ha)
As time progresses, the vibe regresses, unless you keep tryina test it
That's my kind of message (My message)
Keep my head high and leveraged
'Cause if I forget it, I might just live to regret it

Aye, summertime rays beam down on the highway (Say what?)
Brand new shades keep the sun out of my face (Say what?)
Brand new shorty wanna come up into my place (Say what?)
I don't got time for a dime, I got better things to do (Uh huh)
Bumpin' down the interstate, playin' "Gin and Juice" (D-O-double-G)
They say I live with no brakes for the dreams I persue
Man they ain't have a clue
Ha, nah, man they ain't have a clue

(I never thought that it would change)
(Yeah, Live With No-)
(Live With No- Live With No-)

Huh, "Live With No Brakes" (Yeah)
Never goin' off the track to take a pit stop (Nah)
The only time I'll park is at the parking lot
Down by the beach to sneak a look at all the stripped tops (What?)
Nah I'm playin', but imagine if I wasn't (What?)
Imagine if I ain't have to hold back nothin' (Say what?)
Imagine if one day, I made the world proud, with hyped crowds
And I could grow up to be something (Say what?)
That's part of the vision, the mission to be all I could be
Become a misfit to all of those belittling me back in the grade school (In the grade school)
But I gotta stay cool
Someone pass a drink and turn the radio up, fool



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Writer(s): Mark Rogers
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