Joyride by Rasharn Powell Lyrics

He put his foot on the pedal
In the mark one
Like he's ready to blow away
Whip-lash caressing her neck
As he prepared for the sudden
Take away
Blood flowing
Heart racing
Drinks flying
Like its a film by QT
Only its him and a cutie
In the car seats

And we're driving
But we don't drive
We joyride
Blue lights and hands high
Joyriding
Running round these
Dark nights
Far from a crime fight
Timing
I like the fast life
And I'll retire to bed nights
Joyriding
Yeah we’re joyriding
Banging against the door
As they hit the floor
Can't be a black boy in a nice car
Blood seeping from the rims
From the outside looking in
Mitch and Ace sit and wonder
Is there m's in outer space?
I‘m lost without a place
In this world we live in
No more love inside my heart
Just time to kickstart
It’s word to John Lampkin

And we're driving
But we don't drive
We joyride
Blue lights and hands high
Joyriding
Running round these
Dark nights
Far from a crime fight
Timing
I like the fast life
And I'll retire to bed nights
Joyriding
Yeah we’re joyriding
Thrill seeking
Joyriding
Driving
But we don't drive
We joyride
Blue lights and hands high
Joyriding
Running round these
Dark nights
Far from a crime fight
Timing
I like the fast life
And I'll retire to bed nights
Joyriding
Yeah we’re joyriding
Thrill seeking
Joyriding

Oh, oh
(Yeah)
Oh, oh
(Yeah, yeah)

Timing
I like the fast life
And I'll retire to bed nights
Joyriding
Yeah we’re joyriding
Thrill seeking
Joyriding