Need For Speed

I got a Need For Speed
I get behind the wheel and take the lead
When you see me in your rear view mirror you better make room for me
I always come in first never in last cause my car to fast
I never run out of gas
My ride is first class a McLaren F1 it goes too fast like a shot from a gun
When the race starts you think your are in the lead
But I'm so far ahead of you the race is already over for me.
I'll see you at the starting line and take you out again because when you got a Need For Speed the race never ends.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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