Throttle therapy (Remastered)

W.Z.N.Project

aggressive sport bike trap, dark melodic rap, heavy 808 bass, fast hi-hats, high energy, engine revving sound FX, raw vocals, 140 BPM, motorcycle racing aesthetic, cinematic intro

(Intro)
(Yeah, uh, waking up to the sun, you know what time it is...)
(Weekend vibes... let’s get it!)

(Verse 1)
[Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] 
Morning light hits the room, I’m out the bed,
Look out the window, the city’s waking up ahead.
Sunbeams gleaming on the rooftops so bright,
Eyes wide open, it’s the weekend, feels right.
Quick sip of coffee, now I’m heading to the bay,
Gotta hit the garage, yeah, we riding today.
Leather suit on, grab the lid for my head,
Keys in my hand, leaving doubts in the bed.
See my GSX-R shining in the dawn,
That silver logo gleaming, now the hype is on.
I know it’s gonna be a good day, no doubt,
Time to show the streets what this life is about.

(Chorus)
[Crisp, clean female vocals]
Turn the key, let the engine roar,
Inline-four screaming, giving me some more!
Chills on my skin when the block comes alive,
This is the therapy that helps me survive.
150 horses, we flying so high,
Living on the edge under the open sky.
No stress, no pain, just the rubber and the road,
Dropping the clutch, dropping the whole load!

(Verse 2)
[Sport Bike Engine Start FX Sound]

[Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] 
Engine’s warming up, sound is getting deep,
A low-growl monster, no time for sleep.
Heart rate pumping, palms getting sweaty,
Adrenaline rushing, you know that I’m ready.
Pulling out the driveway, rolling down the block,
Heading to the gas station, checking the clock.
The squad already waiting, tanks filled to the top,
When the crew links up, you know we never stop.
Spitting fire from the pipes, yeah we ready to roll,
This two-wheel lifestyle’s taking control.

(Bridge)
[Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] 
(Hold up, lean back...)
We hit the twisties, the mountain is calling,
No time for safety nets, no time for falling.
Daily grind fades out, problems disappear,
Nothing but the tarmac, nothing but the gear.

(Verse 3)
[Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] 
Apex to apex, we cutting the line,
150 horsepower, feeling divine.
This is my psychologist, this is my couch,
No room for the haters, no room for a slouch.
Speed washes over, it cleanses the brain,
The roar of the engine is numbing the pain.
In the zone, locked in, just the bike and the man,
Catch me if you can, yeah, catch me if you can!

(Pre-Chorus)
[Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] 
Screaming through the canyons, scraping the knee,
This is the moment where we finally free.
Gliding through the corners, watching the view,
Nothing compares to what we about to do...

(Outro)
Yeah... just the endless bends.
Me and my crew.
GSX-R life.
We flying high, we soaring...
(Engine revving sound fading out)
We out.

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(Intro) (Yeah, uh, waking up to the sun, you know what time it is...) (Weekend vibes... let’s get it!) (Verse 1) [Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] Morning light hits the room, I’m out the bed, Look out the window, the city’s waking up ahead. Sunbeams gleaming on the rooftops so bright, Eyes wide open, it’s the weekend, feels right. Quick sip of coffee, now I’m heading to the bay, Gotta hit the garage, yeah, we riding today. Leather suit on, grab the lid for my head, Keys in my hand, leaving doubts in the bed. See my GSX-R shining in the dawn, That silver logo gleaming, now the hype is on. I know it’s gonna be a good day, no doubt, Time to show the streets what this life is about. (Chorus) [Crisp, clean female vocals] Turn the key, let the engine roar, Inline-four screaming, giving me some more! Chills on my skin when the block comes alive, This is the therapy that helps me survive. 150 horses, we flying so high, Living on the edge under the open sky. No stress, no pain, just the rubber and the road, Dropping the clutch, dropping the whole load! (Verse 2) [Sport Bike Engine Start FX Sound] [Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] Engine’s warming up, sound is getting deep, A low-growl monster, no time for sleep. Heart rate pumping, palms getting sweaty, Adrenaline rushing, you know that I’m ready. Pulling out the driveway, rolling down the block, Heading to the gas station, checking the clock. The squad already waiting, tanks filled to the top, When the crew links up, you know we never stop. Spitting fire from the pipes, yeah we ready to roll, This two-wheel lifestyle’s taking control. (Bridge) [Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] (Hold up, lean back...) We hit the twisties, the mountain is calling, No time for safety nets, no time for falling. Daily grind fades out, problems disappear, Nothing but the tarmac, nothing but the gear. (Verse 3) [Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] Apex to apex, we cutting the line, 150 horsepower, feeling divine. This is my psychologist, this is my couch, No room for the haters, no room for a slouch. Speed washes over, it cleanses the brain, The roar of the engine is numbing the pain. In the zone, locked in, just the bike and the man, Catch me if you can, yeah, catch me if you can! (Pre-Chorus) [Deep Male Rap Gritty Voice] Screaming through the canyons, scraping the knee, This is the moment where we finally free. Gliding through the corners, watching the view, Nothing compares to what we about to do... (Chorus) [Crisp, clean female vocals] Turn the key, let the engine roar, Inline-four screaming, giving me some more! Chills on my skin when the block comes alive, This is the therapy that helps me survive. 150 horses, we flying so high, Living on the edge under the open sky. No stress, no pain, just the rubber and the road, Dropping the clutch, dropping the whole load! (Outro) Yeah... just the endless bends. Me and my crew. GSX-R life. We flying high, we soaring... (Engine revving sound fading out) We out.

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