458

[Verse 1] Grease-stained hands and a '85 dream Mi padre's legacy in gasoline 458 on broken streets Every dent tells a story underneath [Chorus] Santo diablo, take the wheel Breaking free but can't escape what I feel Rust and chrome in my blood still real Dancing with demons while angels kneel [Verse 2] Monday mornings in that garage Learning life between the spark and charge "Mijo, listen to the engine's heart" But my soul was screaming for a different art F*ck the system that kept us down While he fixed their cars all over town [Bridge] I hear the mariachi in metal screams Electronic echoes of forgotten dreams Every wire that he taught me to splice Became the circuits of my paradise [Chorus] Santo diablo, take the wheel Breaking free but can't escape what I feel Rust and chrome in my blood still real Dancing with demons while angels kneel [Verse 3] That old Chevy taught me more Than all the schools I couldn't afford Now I'm building beats instead of cars While his callused hands reach for the stars My rebellion's in every song But his strength's what keeps me moving on [Outro] 458, my father's pride Now drives the rhythm of my midnight ride Santo diablo, set me free But keep his wisdom deep inside of me