Black on Black H2 Anthem

[Intro] *Engine revving, bass thumping, tires screeching* [Verse 1] Steppin’ out the crib, keys in my grip, 08 H2, black on black, no slip. Vortec 8.1, raw power under the hood, Block to block, king of the ’hood—I’m understood. Chrome rims spinnin’, tint so dark, Gangster lean, streetlights spark. Pedal down, hear the motor scream, This ain’t a dream—it’s a gasoline stream. [Chorus] Black on black, I’m trackin’ the pavement, Hummer H2, ain’t no replacement. 8.1 liters, pure American muscle, Gangster rap loud, drownin’ the hustle. [Verse 2] Neighbors peekin’, they know the sound, When I roll through, the whole block’s crowned. Leather seats cold, system bangin’ N.W.A, Old-school vibes, but I’m drivin’ today. Check the rearview—no one’s near, Vortec growls, dominance clear. Street’s my throne, I’m claimin’ my dues, Black on black, ain’t no fuse to lose. [Chorus] Black on black, I’m trackin’ the pavement, Hummer H2, ain’t no replacement. 8.1 liters, pure American muscle, Gangster rap loud, drownin’ the hustle. [Bridge] Yeah, the motor’s a beast, no cap in the tank, Eight cylinders roarin’, bank to the bank. West Coast pride, palm trees in the breeze, But tonight, it’s just me, my whip, and the keys. [Verse 3] Cruise slow, let ’em see the shine, Blacked-out legend, straight-off-the-line. No fake vibes, this ride’s legit, Gangster rap soundtrack—every bit fits. City lights blur, but my focus ain’t swayed, H2’s my legacy, never gonna fade. [Outro] *Engine idling, fading into distant echoes*