Peasant in the Fast Lane
Your MC

Verse 1:
Hello, what's going on Daniel?
Stupid motherfucker, facing the banter
Look at my custom Mustang, it’s a beast on the road,
While you sit there feeling low, that’s how the story’s told.

Chorus:
They call me Gary the Snail, but I’m living my tale,
Running a 5.2 last year, can’t you see I prevail?
You’re driving ‘round in circles, just throwing shade,
I’m rising up, peasant? Nah, that’s just a charade.

Verse 2:
Smelly ugly Indian, kids in the back,
Screaming at me, but you’re just off track.
Stop being a fucking liar, motherfucker, you say,
But I’m writing my script, man, I’m here to stay.

Chorus:
They call me Gary the Snail, but I’m living my tale,
Running a 5.2 last year, can’t you see I prevail?
You’re driving ‘round in circles, just throwing shade,
I’m rising up, peasant? Nah, that’s just a charade.

Verse 3:
You rev that engine, think you’re all that,
But look in my eyes, buddy, I’m more than your spat.
I’m claiming my ground, you can’t knock me down,
Striving for respect, I’m wearing this crown.

Chorus:
They call me Gary the Snail, but I’m living my tale,
Running a 5.2 last year, can’t you see I prevail?
You’re driving ‘round in circles, just throwing shade,
I’m rising up, peasant? Nah, that’s just a charade.

Outro:
So roll on by, in your custom ride,
But know deep down, I won’t be denied.
You can call me names, but I’ll stand tall,
Gary the Snail, yeah, I’ll rise above all.