Hey they call me John

They call me John

There was no need
For me to speed
How could I not
I am the fast breed

High on some gin
We went on a spin
With me at the wheel
We were bound to win
For my lil homies
I am the
kingpin

At the crack
of dawn
When the world
Was gone
Crazy speed
With Loud music on
We zoomed upon
Big big tyres
Burning on
hello people
They call me
John

wind In my face
Winning the race
An oldie appeared
With out a trace
Lost my pace
No time to frown
Knocked him down
Oh god !
I Ran over his crown
Now They call me
The killer John

Back to my senses
into the dark trenches
Cooling my heels
In the prison fences
Was living in a bubble
I am in big trouble
miss my mothers cuddle
I cry & I fumble
I see my life crumble


I was so dumb
My feelings are numb
I have no face
I lost the race
a big disgrace
I will pay for my sin
I am the phoney
kingpin
All I wanna say to my
Homies out there
Slow down your cars
Life's awful behind bars .

The Dropout ....