N.E.K - part 5

This is dedicated to the Watsonville Riders Car Club.

Plaza lights paint gold on the chrome when we glide
Main Street sings when the shocks kiss the sky
Switch hit heart lift yeah we ride unified
Low and slow but the love moves high

From the fields to the block we a family line
Candy on the frame but the story’s inside
If you hear that scrape that’s a prayer on the side
Watsonville Riders this our time to shine

OGs taught me keep the lane like a promise I made
Steady hands on the wheel never swerve on the faith
We don’t flex we reflect let the mirror show grace
Where the strawberries grow we were raised by the pace

Hydros breathe slow like a choir at dawn
Every bounce says we’re here every turn says we’re strong
Paint drip memory murals stitched in the steel
Hood is an altar where the chrome makes you heal

Rims write cursive on the street when we loop
Plaza like a drum hear the circle go boom
We the roots under shoes not a fad not a trend
If the city is a book we the spine that won’t bend

Hands up for the aunties selling plates on the curb
Uncles tuning carbs giving engines their verbs
Riders in the line like a vow we renew
Ain’t just metal this is blood this is crew

Plaza lights paint gold on the chrome when we glide
Main Street sings when the shocks kiss the sky
Switch hit heart lift yeah we ride unified
Low and slow but the love moves high

From the fields to the block we a family line
Candy on the frame but the story’s inside
If you hear that scrape that’s a prayer on the side
Watsonville Riders this our time to shine

Cherry flip on the frame deep gloss like a hymn
Wire wheels hum low nighttime tucked in the rim
Three wheel corner tilt city blush when we lean
We fold up Main Street like an origami scene

Valley breeze in the cab oldies warm in the deck
Every mile is a story every scratch earns respect
We polish what we came from till the daylight stares
Turn hard times to sparkle that’s a craftsman’s prayer

Kids wave on the sidewalk see the future in chrome
Tell em dream on the daily cause the street is a home
From Freedom to the Plaza we connect like spokes
Every bolt is a promise every laugh breaks smoke

If you feel out of place ride along find a seat
We make room for the real let the circle complete
Map says Watsonville but the heart says us
When the bass taps twice that’s the code for trust

Plaza lights paint gold on the chrome when we glide
Main Street sings when the shocks kiss the sky
Switch hit heart lift yeah we ride unified
Low and slow but the love moves high

From the fields to the block we a family line
Candy on the frame but the story’s inside
If you hear that scrape that’s a prayer on the side
Watsonville Riders this our time to shine
Watsonville Riders this our time to shine
Watsonville Riders this our time to shine

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