Midnight ride, mask on, mirror cracked Ghost mode on the dash, all blacked Chrome piece tucked where the console at If they followin’ close, they won’t make it back Slow drift through the veins of the street Heart ice cold, but the engine heat Sins in the trunk with the seats all lean No witness, no noise, just smoke and steam Rearview twitchin’, my eyes don’t blink They talk codes, I write thoughts in ink Can’t sleep, whole block might sink Every ally a shadow, every glance a link Motor talk loud but my mind move silent Horns in the distance, storm turnin’ violent Grew in the dark where the hope’s defiant Outlaws preach what the smoke be signin’ Ride alone… eyes cold… Steel in chrome… never fold… Digital ghost… back on road… One deep soul… never told… Got flashbacks burnin’ in 480p Old tapes loopin’ like prophecy Grim reaper wearin’ a hoodie like me Tires screech louder than apologies VHS static in my bloodstream Memory glitchin’, but the blade stay clean Never seen peace, just smoked-out beams I was raised by the night and machine dreams Clutch tight like the trust I lost Every “ride or die” came with a cost Now it’s just me and a voice that’s soft Sayin’ “You don’t slow down—you frost.” Digital dusk and the traffic's gone Bumpin’ old phonk like a sermon song City lights flicker like they did me wrong But I’m cruisin’ through hell like I still belong "Ain’t no savior when the road your church, Every scar’s a vow, every gear a curse..." Burn rubber like bridges in flames Muzzle flash thoughts, can’t picture names Backseat silent, front seat reigns Eyes cut deeper than rust on chains Ride or die? Nah—ride and vanish Pain don’t blink, and the chrome don’t panic Keep it low, keep it locked, keep damage Ghost in the whip, no tags, no baggage Ride alone… eyes cold… Steel in chrome… never fold… Digital ghost… back on road… One deep soul… never told… “I’m gone… just chrome and memory…” © 2025 - skvadMC
