[Intro: Seething venom-tongued male MC, cowbell melody alone, then the 808 lands] Route Nine, midnight Clear the slab [Verse 1: Seething venom-tongued male MC, seething, slow and loaded] Under the overpass, sodium glow Twelve batteries stacked in the trunk in a row Frame got rust and the paint got runs Three coats of red from my mama's carport sun Crew from the river with the chrome on the rims Laughing at my car like it's begging for limbs Call it a toy, call it a tin can coupe I'ma let the switches do the talking for the group [Hook: Seething venom-tongued male MC, full chest, shouted] Leave my color on the bridge, measure that Front end kissing where the sparrows sat Tape run out, bring a ladder and a hat Leave my color on the bridge, measure that [Verse 2: Seething venom-tongued male MC, seething, faster] Rebuilt every pump with a wrench and a prayer Rewired the dump with a coat hanger there Your car cost more than my mama's house Mine cost nights and a busted blouse Judges got a tape that go ninety tops Never had a car make the tape run out First hop, sixty, the crowd go hush Second hop, eighty, now the river crew flush [Hook: Seething venom-tongued male MC, full chest, shouted] Leave my color on the bridge, measure that Front end kissing where the sparrows sat Tape run out, bring a ladder and a hat Leave my color on the bridge, measure that [Bridge: Seething venom-tongued male MC, batteries dumped, shouting the switch numbers, cowbell climbing] Switch one, front Switch two, back Switch three, all of it, hit the stack Nose go up and the tail go down Bumper climbing past the top of the town Hold it Scrape Hear the concrete sing Candy red stripe on the underside thing [Verse 3: Seething venom-tongued male MC, seething, every word bitten] Chassis came down like a door on a jail Sparks off the slab like a comet's tail Judges looking up with the tape in a coil Nothing on the tape, so they measure the oil Red on the concrete, plain as a sign Higher than the river crew ever gon climb Morning come round and the commuters drive through And the bridge still wearing my color, not you [Hook: Seething venom-tongued male MC, full chest, shouted] Leave my color on the bridge, measure that Front end kissing where the sparrows sat Tape run out, bring a ladder and a hat Leave my color on the bridge, measure that [Outro: Seething venom-tongued male MC, cold, cowbell melody rings out and fades] Route Nine Look up [End]