Yea, yea, yea, what' up yo, this is your boy Capone... know me ? Got my voice filter on the track, killin' it, dog let's do it, let's get money Everybody out there drivin' their cars at 100 miles plus, this one's for you No seatbelt wearers Buckle up, it's the law! I'll say it like this: Y'all wanna' see me at House Point I'm from New York City A lot of drag racing out here I'll start it like this, yeah (Rev your cars up!): Ain't nobody droppin' and stuntin' when driffin' through the lanes Got the nitro button insane, do donuts in the rain Like a '64 Impala, holla, you got wheels Kitted car, candy paint it famous and I got rims Like Mario Andretti I'm heavy upon that gas pedal Breakin' competition I'm dippin to get that brass medal V12 you can't see me, I'm takin' over with speed I got a fast car, the cash for the bash y'all I need speed! When I fly through the hood, the butter-soft leather wood Them 24's looking good, uh-huh! They want the keys The big body coupe drivers, the big truck and low riders We let no one get by us, uh, uh! I need speed! When I'm racin' that strip I got the button and chip Your car like tells me to strip, uh-huh! They want the keys They don't have the wits to describe us Who ever put in the dollars, holla, we see a car hotter Yo! I'm cuttin' corners like I'm crazy I know how to burn a strip Me and my car got a bond like we Michael Knight and KITT Throw in 5th , throw in 4th Break it back down to 3rd Bring it back up to 6th once I am around this curve I feel the tension, not to mention The intervention from the coppers We got the bills, pay the ticket, only flat tires can stop us! Dual exhausts on the Porsche, I red line Once I'm across the finish you know that it's bad time What more can I say, I'm true to this My car's got a computer chip, and with no speed the race, you losin' it! I need speed! When I fly through the hood, the butter-soft leather wood Them 24's looking good, uh-huh! They want the keys The big body coupe drivers, the big truck and low riders We let no one get by us, uh, uh! I need speed! When I'm racin' that strip I got the button and chip Your car like tells me to strip, uh-huh! They want the keys They don't have the wits to describe us Who ever put in the dollars, holla, we see a car hotter Hey, yo I'm in a Need for Speed My ride stampedes with horses 440 in that CL coupe, the wheels' where the torque is Cuz' I don't obey, when red say stop and green say go I fly by through your ghetto in the UFO Unidentified Foreign Object You can't believe that Aston Martin is parkin' in your projects No matter what you hoppin', it's elementary Watson A factory Benz, that might not beat that tricked out Can't lose the battle when your whole clique out watchin' And my car come equipped with smoke screen and spit out rockets Just rev your engines, pop the clutch, burnout I'll show you how a real street race turn out I need speed! When I fly through the hood, the butter-soft leather wood Them 24's looking good, uh-huh! They want the keys The big body coupe drivers, the big truck and low riders We let no one get by us, uh, uh! I need speed! When I'm racin' that strip I got the button and chip Your car like tells me to strip, uh-huh! They want the keys They don't have the wits to describe us Who ever put in the dollars, holla, we see a car hotter Yeah man! I need speed man! All you race car drivers out there Everybody with the fast cars Keep goin' as fast as you can baby, don't look back! (he's got a fast car...)