Dischord Records is a Washington, D.C.-based independent record label specializing in the independent punk music of the D.C.-area music scene. The label is co-owned by Ian MacKaye and Jeff Nelson, who founded Dischord in 1980 to release Minor Disturbance by The Teen Idles. Along with other independent American labels such as Twin/Tone, Touch and Go Records, and SST Records, Dischord helped to spearhead the nationwide network of underground bands that formed the pre-Nirvana indie-rock scene. These labels presided over the shift from the hardcore punk that then dominated the American underground scene to the more diverse styles of alternative rock that were emerging.
The label is most notable for employing the do-it-yourself ethic, producing all of its albums by itself and selling them at discount prices without finance from major distributors. Dischord continues to release records by bands from Washington D.C., and to document and support the Washington D.C. music scene.
Put the pedal to the metal, go
Let's ride this motherfucker
Let's go! The fuck up outta here
.. Man I kill a car
When I take off I peel out hard
I drive like a maniac
Keep the radio loud, and way in the back
These two hookers - feel the woofers
Don't worry, the cops won't book her
And you ain't gotta tip her
She's a call girl, she ain't no stripper
.. She's a dime
Stayin with me all the time
I'ma dip, pimp
Stop at the light and make the whip spin
Then step on the gas, step on the brake
Step on the gas, step on the brake
Show 'em how we ride
Town niggaz gon' side
Put the pedal to the metal - GO!
Let's ride - GO!
GO! Beotch..
It goes down nightly
The town is so hyphy
Everyday it's on
When the sun goes down 'til the break of dawn
And when it's 'bout to start
Put the car in park
But don't pull to the side
Go dumb right next to your ride
It's more than a dance, it's a movement
You can tell cause the town be movin
You wanna know if it's worth it right
They do it all day but it's worse at night
We so hard when we swervin cars
We serve them hogs when we work them broads
So many pimps we'll turn ya mother
Put her in the front seat and start burnin rubber
GO! Put the pedal to the metal - GO!
Let's ride - GO!
Yeah, GO!
Burn rubber
I drive like the movie, serious
But this ain't "Fast and the Furious"
It's what I'm goin through
Thick traffic, I'm on the morning news
Fast women, liquor and music
Wearin out tires, quicker than shoes bitch
Fast cars and the best of smoke
Pass that weed I don't mess with coke
.. But I fuck with Hope
She works for the service so I won't go broke
Now watch me serve it
The cops see me swervin
I did two donuts
That's when the OPD rolled up
But I ain't no joke
Got the pedal to the metal and I can't go slow
GO! I got the pedal to the metal - GO!
I'm burnin rubber - GO!
I'm yellin out BEOTCH - GO!