[Intro — High-Revving Sport bike Engine • Engine Blips • Mechanical Tension • Tachometer Climbing • Sudden Launch] [Instrumental Launch — Engine Roar Blends Into Aggressive Rhythm • Rapid Acceleration • Hard Driving Beat] [Verse 1] I'm not the kind who's looking for trouble, I know the rules, I stay inside the lines. But when that engine starts to warm up, Something inside me just comes alive. Sculpted fairings, razor-sharp lines, Every curve was made for speed. Two wheels, one engine, attitude, A sportbike wasn't built to sleep. Give me winding roads and sweeping bends, Two or three bikes, a few good friends. No street-side chaos, no reckless show, Just the horizon and an open road. [Pre-Chorus] Drop into first, Crack the throttle, Hear the engine climb, And watch the whole world blur outside. [Chorus] Lean it! Lean it! Go chase that apex! Knee against the asphalt, Hear the engine roar! Lean it! Lean it! Keep your eyes ahead! The speedometer's going crazy… And I'm still only in first gear! [Verse 2] Eyes up ahead, body to the inside, Me and this bike know every racing line. Asphalt rushing inches underneath, One curve is gone, the next is calling me. Brake at the right time, pick your entry clean, Feel the front end working, smooth and precise. Find the exit long before you're there, Let the bike lean into open air. I don't need to prove that I'm the fastest one, One bad decision and the road has won. Speed without control means nothing to me, The thrill is knowing every move precisely. [Pre-Chorus] Drop into first, Crack the throttle, Hear the engine climb, And watch the whole world blur outside. [Chorus] Lean it! Lean it! Go chase that apex! Knee against the asphalt, Hear the engine roar! Lean it! Lean it! Keep your eyes ahead! The speedometer's going crazy… And I'm still only in first gear! [Bridge] Narrow at the waist, broad through the frame, Predator eyes burning through the lights. Every surface shaped to cut the air, Raw machinery wrapped in perfect lines. Some scream higher with every rev, Some hit harder from down below. Each one has a character of its own, And you better learn it before you let it go. Steady hands upon the controls, Stay cool when everything runs wild. Know exactly when to hold her back… Then finally let her power ignite. [Break] The corner tightens… Down one gear. Eyes on the exit. Now open it up. [Final Chorus] Lean it! Lean it! Go chase that apex! Knee against the asphalt, Hear the engine roar! Lean it! Lean it! Keep your eyes ahead! The speedometer's going crazy… AND I'M STILL ONLY IN FIRST GEAR! [Final] Lines designed for speed, A machine with attitude. A grown man's toy… But definitely not a beginner's toy. [instrumental beat continue - fade out]
