Lyrics

Alright, let's drop the beat and ignite this track! Here's a rap song about methanol-fed burnout cars shredding a burnout pad:
(Verse 1)
Yo, check the mic, one two, engine's hummin' true
Down in Tumut town, the burnout crew's comin' through
Sun sinkin' low, the asphalt's hot and black
Tires stacked high, ain't no turnin' back
Methanol breathin', a beast about to wake
Hear the supercharger whine, for goodness sake!
Foot on the pedal, feel the rumble deep
This ain't no Sunday drive, secrets the pavement keeps.
(Chorus)
Methanol madness, a fiery display
Burnout kings and queens, gonna tear it up today
Spinning and smokin', a chemical haze
Methanol fed monsters in a rubber-burnin' craze!
From zero to hero in a cloud of white
Pushin' the limits, holdin' on tight
Engine's screamin' loud, a glorious sound
Tearin' up the pad, ain't no solid ground!
(Verse 2)
Throttle wide open, the blower starts to scream
Injectors pumpin' fuel, livin' the nitrous dream
Tires start to chatter, then the grip lets go
White smoke billowin', puttin' on a show
Drivers locked in, focused and keen
Masterin' the slide, a burnout machine
Feelin' the G-force, a sideways attack
Lay downin' stripes, ain't no turnin' back on the track.
(Chorus)
Methanol madness, a fiery display
Burnout kings and queens, gonna tear it up today
Spinning and smokin', a chemical haze
Methanol fed monsters in a rubber-burnin' craze!
From zero to hero in a cloud of white
Pushin' the limits, holdin' on tight
Engine's screamin' loud, a glorious sound
Tearin' up the pad, ain't no solid ground!
(Bridge)
The crowd's on their feet, the energy's high
Smell of burnt rubber reachin' for the sky
Flames lickin' out, a visual treat
Methanol power, can't be beat!
(Chorus)
Methanol madness, a fiery display
Burnout kings and queens, gonna tear it up today
Spinning and smokin', a chemical haze
Methanol fed monsters in a rubber-burnin' craze!
From zero to hero in a cloud of white
Pushin' the limits, holdin' on tight
Engine's screamin' loud, a glorious sound
Tearin' up the pad, ain't no solid ground!
(Outro)
Yeah! Methanol burnouts, that's the name of the game
Leavin' rubber ghosts, ain't nothin' the same!
Tumut's on fire, the crowd's gone wild
Burnout beasts unleashed, for every man, woman, and child!
Word up!