Burnout Section

By Burd Brain

On Burnout Section

Released on September 2, 2023

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[Intro]

This is for my true blue cunts in the burnout section

Oi, oi


[Verse 1]

This is for the revheads chuckin' the skids

Not stopping for a breath test, chugging the piss

Got the missus riding shotgun chucking the shits

Put the pedal to the metal yelling "fuck the pigs!"

Yeah we the clutch droppers, smoking it up proper

Professional tyre poppers, the coppers they can't stop us

It's the gear stick shifters born to burn rubber

And the weekend drifters ballin' (SKRRT!) bruddah

This drive turned out nothing like I had planned

Why not? Cause I just had my last can

In an eight seater van that was made in Japan

I want a Falcon, better make it a 5.0

Drive slow? Nah fuck that not tonight bro

This is for the lads drag racing down the side road

Sideways, droppin' donuts 'til your tyre blows


[Chorus]

From the T-A-S to the V-I-C

Caught the ferry, chucked skids in the CBD

Ay, ay, it's for the burnout section

Then I hit S-A to the A-C-T

My mate chucked skids in his VL HSV

Ay, ay, it's for the burnout section


[Verse 2]

Check it out

I got shit hot taste bruz

I wanna smell that petty when I make love

Gotta get the wheels spinnin' when I wake up

Chuck skids to get me through a breakup

(SKRRT!) (BITCH!)

Everybody wanna live the dream

When you bottle it up you gotta let off steam

Go check on your mates, everyday bro

It ain't weak to speak, it's okay

Quick, lad, send every cunt to the skid pad

Too many cans, take a nap in the hatchback

Paint job matt black, interior incredible

Full noise, foot flat, crankin' out the decibels

Man, I made a cab driver sit in the backseat

Just so I could chuck a fucking skid in his taxi

Rev it up, let the clutch go

This is for the streets and my peeps at the car shows


[Chorus]

From the T-A-S to the V-I-C

Caught the ferry, chucked skids in the CBD

Ay, ay, it's for the burnout section

Then I hit S-A to the A-C-T

My mate chucked skids in his VL HSV

Ay, ay, it's for the burnout section


[Verse 3]

The missus won't complain when the fellas are here

Then she gets you on your own and she's shedding a tear

Now you in the dog house getting peppered with salt

If the tyre's on fire it's the apprentice's fault

Do the Usain Bolt, cruising getting litty

Got the subby pumping in the clubby through the city

I'm not riding the brakes my bruddah

I'm Peter Brock reincarnated motherfucker

Eighteen month build come froth with me buddy

I dropped like 100k out of my crypto money

Send it properly cuzzy, so you can shake my hand

When you take nine grand for your nana's Trans Am

Got a plane to Bali, hit the markets, pick a Harley up

Get home and the car won't start, I better tune the carby up

Skid comp followed by a rap show

Flip off the cops and smoke it up down the back road


[Chorus]

From the T-A-S to the V-I-C

Caught the ferry, chucked skids in the CBD

Ay, ay, it's for the burnout section

Then I hit S-A to the A-C-T

My mate chucked skids in his VL HSV

Ay, ay, it's for the burnout section