Create New Playlist

Add a cover pic of your own choice

(Optional)

Name

AI Cover Generator

4 credits

Not enough credits (0/4).

Logout

Are you sure you want to Logout?

Close

The Big One Rollin' by Core

SongGPT
The Big One Rollin' by Core - Hip Hop music cover art

The Big One Rollin'

Hip Hop

0:002:53
Lyrics
Description
Verse 2
See it from a distance, skylines crown, Sixty-five metres looking down on the town.
Aerodynamics back in ninety-four, Open the gates, records kicked in the door.
Highest, steepest, fastest at birth, Blackpool′s giants shook the earth.
Now the titles are gone, still standing tall, One, six, seven, five metres, track for all.
Up and down, yeah, rough on the bone, Screaming through the hills on the Big One.
Fast and raw, like the coast it runs, A ride with the storm under, British sun.
Pepsi Max can at the tunnel they built, History painted, no nostalgia spilled.
Lift hill climbing with a seaside view, Iris seats staring straight back at you,
Then bang, first drop sixty-two deep, Heart in your mouth as the track takes a sweep.
One, one, nine on the speed, no time, Baseline rattles like steel in rhyme.
Up and down, yeah, rough on the bone, Screaming through the hills on the Big One.
Fast and raw, like the coast it runs, A ride with the storm under, British sun.
Camelbacks promise but the airtime′s thin, Still that roar of the train keeps pulling you in.
Overpads and rides head copper effect, From the ground it′s a monster you can′t neglect.
Block brake bites, it breaks the flow, But the helix spins and it starts to grow.
Tunnel finale, back to the brakes, Two minutes rough but the thrill it makes.
Up and down, yeah, rough on the bone, Screaming through the hills on the Big One.
Fast and raw, like the coast it runs, A ride with the storm under, British sun.
Big ol′ Blackpool, rough but true, Not the smoothest but it still comes through.
History written in steel and speed, The Big One lives on the thrill you need.
Up and down, yeah, rough on the bone, Screaming through the hills on the Big One.
Fast and raw, like the coast it runs, A ride with the storm under, British sun.