Mercedes benz

[Intro] Yo, Siraj, this ain't no damn lullaby, this the street symphony. _ (Yo, Siraj, this ain't no damn lullaby, this the street symphony.) Mercedesa benz, blyat, двигай, сукин сын, speed is the only key. _ (Mercedes-Benz, fuck, move, son of a bitch, speed is the only key.) Pumbavu cops chasing shadows, Siraj owns this damn city. _ (Stupid cops chasing shadows, Siraj owns this damn city.) Get ready, motherfuckers, for the asphalt brutality. _ (Get ready, motherfuckers, for the asphalt brutality.) [Verse 1] Engine roarin', Siraj in the Benz, a dark beast on the loose. _ (Engine roarin', Siraj in the Benz, a dark beast on the loose.) Ssi-bal, this custom ride, no generic shit, breaking every truce. _ (Fuck, this custom ride, no generic shit, breaking every truce.) From the garage beats to the bass drops, Siraj setting the pace. _ (From the garage beats to the bass drops, Siraj setting the pace.) Every corner, Siraj leaves a mark, a grin on his damn face. _ (Every corner, Siraj leaves a mark, a grin on his damn face.) Kuso cops eyeing me, but they can't touch Siraj, the king of the race. _ (Damn cops eyeing me, but they can't touch Siraj, the king of the race.) My rearview mirror just shows dust, ain't no man keeping up with Siraj. _ (My rearview mirror just shows dust, ain't no man keeping up with Siraj.) Gangs on the block, think they hard, Siraj sees 'em, pfff, mirage. _ (Gangs on the block, think they hard, Siraj sees 'em, pfff, mirage.) This ain't no game, temee, this is Siraj's damn territorial right. _ (This ain't no game, you bastard, this is Siraj's damn territorial right.) Headlights flashin', neon glow, Siraj own the damn night. _ (Headlights flashin', neon glow, Siraj owns the damn night.) Bass thumpin' hard, making the concrete tremble, Siraj feels the might. _ (Bass thumpin' hard, making the concrete tremble, Siraj feels the might.) Gae-saekki trying to block the lane, they got no damn insight. _ (Son of a bitch trying to block the lane, they got no damn insight.) This ain't just a car, Siraj, it's a goddamn weapon, pure kinetic light. _ (This ain't just a car, Siraj, it's a goddamn weapon, pure kinetic light.) Hear the turbo spool, blyat, a symphony of power, Siraj takes flight. _ (Hear the turbo spool, fuck, a symphony of power, Siraj takes flight.) Every gear shift is a curse to my enemies, a glorious, brutal sight. _ (Every gear shift is a curse to my enemies, a glorious, brutal sight.) The streets whisper his name, Siraj, through the shadows and the light. _ (The streets whisper his name, Siraj, through the shadows and the light.) Got that garage grime on my tires, Siraj, ready for the damn fight. _ (Got that garage grime on my tires, Siraj, ready for the damn fight.) They wanna catch me, huh? Kuma, they dreamin' in the pale moonlight. _ (They wanna catch me, huh? Cunt, they dreamin' in the pale moonlight.) Siraj laughs at their futile efforts, owning every single street byte. _ (Siraj laughs at their futile efforts, owning every single street byte.) [Hook] Siraj in the Benz, Siraj on the run, yeah. _ (Siraj in the Benz, Siraj on the run, yeah.) Siraj untouchable, under the concrete sun, yeah. _ (Siraj untouchable, under the concrete sun, yeah.) Mercedesa benz, Siraj never done, yeah. _ (Mercedes-Benz, Siraj never done, yeah.) Siraj leave 'em chasin', every damn one, yeah. _ (Siraj leave 'em chasin', every damn one, yeah.) Police blyat, gangs temee, Siraj outruns 'em all, son, yeah. _ (Police fuck, gangs you bastard, Siraj outruns 'em all, son, yeah.) Siraj is the legend, the chosen one, yeah. _ (Siraj is the legend, the chosen one, yeah.) Mercedesa benz, Siraj's victory's won, yeah. _ (Mercedes-Benz, Siraj's victory's won, yeah.) Siraj, the ghost of the city, till the break of dawn, yeah. _ (Siraj, the ghost of the city, till the break of dawn, yeah.) [Verse 2] Sirens wailin', pumbavu pigs on my tail, think they slick. _ (Sirens wailin', stupid pigs on my tail, think they slick.) Siraj just smiles, floor the pedal, make the engine kick. _ (Siraj just smiles, floor the pedal, make the engine kick.) They tryna box me in, gae-saekki, but Siraj ain't no damn brick. _ (They tryna box me in, son of a bitch, but Siraj ain't no damn brick.) Drift through traffic like a shadow, too damn fast, too damn quick. _ (Drift through traffic like a shadow, too damn fast, too damn quick.) This Afrobeats rhythm in my veins, Siraj got that street-level trick. _ (This Afrobeats rhythm in my veins, Siraj got that street-level trick.) Kuso, they ain't got the skills, Siraj maneuvers, make 'em sick. _ (Damn, they ain't got the skills, Siraj maneuvers, make 'em sick.) Gangs on bikes, blyat, tryin' to flank, what a bunch of dicks. _ (Gangs on bikes, fuck, tryin' to flank, what a bunch of dicks.) Siraj just swerves,