There's a samurai on the hood, sakura is beautiful,
There are two Jay Z's under the pedal, an exhaust and a turbine.
Rear-wheel drive, drift control, it's classic style,
I'm charging the Mark II for hundreds of new miles!
The city is in tire smoke, the asphalt is on fire,
My Markovnik is coming down, and we're flying together.
Every pillar in sight is my turn.,
I'm becoming a legend and catching the courage!
A samurai on the highway is a "Mark Two"!
It enters the evening sideways, disturbing your peace!
The roar of the engine, the screech of the wheels, the adrenaline in your chest,
I left everyone who was at the traffic light behind!
They say that "Mark the Second" is a magnet pillar,
But for a pro at the wheel, it will fly sideways.
On the road to checkers, in a drift drift,
I'm even ahead of time, it's an easy flirtation with life!
The city is in tire smoke, the asphalt is on fire,
My Markovnik is coming down, and we're flying together.
Every pillar in sight is my turn.,
I'm becoming a legend and catching the courage!
A samurai on the highway is a "Mark Two"!
It enters the evening sideways, disturbing your peace!
The roar of the engine, the screech of the wheels, the adrenaline in your chest,
I left everyone who was at the traffic light behind!
The sub in the trunk is rocking the whole block,
Kaslex wrote me a piece of music.
The bass is such that the sideboards rattle in the windows,
All the Atlanteans are looking at me from their balconies.
Tracks in the tape recorder, rolls JDM-phonk,
The atmosphere in the car is like Hong Kong.
Someone shouts after me: "This Mark is cool."
I break off in a drift: "This is my peace!"
The speedometer needle is rushing over the limit,
This evening is a race, it's my destiny!
My heart beats to the rhythm of the roar of two jay z,
Gasoline in the blood — there are no laws! (there are no laws!)
A samurai on the highway is a "Mark Two"!
It enters the evening sideways, disturbing your peace!
The roar of the engine, the screech of the wheels, the adrenaline in your chest,
I left everyone who was at the traffic light behind!
Mark... Drift... The bass shakes... Two thousand twenty-five... Eee... We drove on... Skrrrt!