CrossKart

(Verse 1) Well, me and my old man, we got a crazy plan, In the barn with some tools, gonna build a CrossKart grand. Got wheels, got steel, and a bit of duct tape, Ain't no manual gonna tell us how to shape our fate. (Chorus) We're revvin' up the engine, kickin' up some dust, CrossKart racin', yeah, we're gonna bust, Through the mud and the rain, and the wild terrain, Father and son, ain't nothin' gonna keep us tame. (Verse 2) With a wrench in his hand and a sparkle in his eye, Dad says, "Son, let's make this thing fly." Cutting corners, bending rules, like we're in a dream, CrossKart thrillin', it's our gasoline-powered scheme. (Chorus) We're revvin' up the engine, kickin' up some dust, CrossKart racin', yeah, we're gonna bust, Through the mud and the rain, and the wild terrain, Father and son, ain't nothin' gonna keep us tame. (Bridge) Well, the sheriff chased us down the county lane, Said, "Boys, y'all must be insane!" But we laughed, we roared, and we raced away, CrossKart kings, havin' our reckless play. (Chorus) We're revvin' up the engine, kickin' up some dust, CrossKart racin', yeah, we're gonna bust, Through the mud and the rain, and the wild terrain, Father and son, ain't nothin' gonna keep us tame. (Outro) So if you see a cloud of smoke and a roar so loud, It's just me and Dad, tearin' up the shroud. CrossKart fever, it's our family art, Ridin' high and wild, with a father-son heart.