| I got the pedal on the floor and my eyes on the road
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| I ain’t stoppin' 'til I get where I’m goin'
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| I ain’t scared of dyin' I’m afraid of not livin'
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| And I’m headed right through the unknown (Come on)
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| The Lord know I’m drivin' way too fast
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| Payin' no mind to a speed limit sign (Naw)
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| I ain’t stoppin' for nothin' but a tank of gas
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| And I just crossed another state line (Come on)
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| I’ve been ridin' for three days straight
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| But I grew up with my hands on the wheel (That's right)
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| The only drug I need is black top therapy
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| If you ride you know how I feel
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I’m ridin' with the devil, got the highway in my blood
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| Grindin' gears like an outlaw son
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| I got my wheels in the chrome hard glued to the pavement
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| I’m speedin' like a demon on the run
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| Yeah, Mr. King from the 615, I-65 so much
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| They oughta give me a road sign
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| I got a thing for hot chicks, fast rides
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| I stay high certified half your bloodline
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| I feel boss up and down this highway
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| When I say it’s in my blood believe every word
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| Earned stripes, paid dues, got up the long way
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| Full of road rats scars and burns
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| I say when Jones calls ain’t no money involved
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| When you believe in the cause real recognize real
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| We had 10,000 hours, 'bout 10 million miles
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| Way before the dough and the record deal
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I’m ridin' with the devil, got the highway in my blood
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| Grindin' gears like an outlaw son
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| I got my wheels in the chrome hard glued to the pavement
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| I’m speedin' like a demon on the run
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| Little bit of lovin' and some high octane
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| Makes everything better and it keeps me
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| No use tryin' 'cause I can’t change
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| I’ve always gone against the grain (That's right)
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| Due west tryna chase the sunset
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| If I don’t slow down then I might pass it (Yeah)
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| It’s like I’m riding in some kind of time machine
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| And I’m swerving in and out of traffic (Yeah)
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| A speed demon don’t know how to act
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| I’m full throttle blowin' smoke stack
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| Ridin' like a devil with a rebel soul
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| And I’m flying with wings on my back
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I’m ridin' with the devil, got the highway in my blood
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| Grindin' gears like an outlaw son
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| I got my wheels in the chrome hard glued to the pavement
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| I’m speedin' like a demon on the run
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| Highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I got the highway in my blood
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| I’m ridin' with the devil, got the highway in my blood
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| Grindin' gears like an outlaw son
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| I got my wheels in the chrome hard glued to the pavement
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| I’m speedin' like a demon on the run |