Circuit Breaker Rush

(raaa) (let's go)

Static in the attic when I grab it,

I'm erratic Automatic with the flow,

I make a habit of the havoc In the zone,

on the throne, on the microphone alone With a cold-blooded tone,

crushing heavy-weighted stone

Flipping the script, I am never equipped to be slipping I'm ripping

the rhythm, the system is dripping With adrenaline pumping,

the bassline is bumping I'm dumping the structure,

the pressure is upfront Lock it down,

break the ground, hear the sound No melodic pop chorus,

we are heavy-bound Lock it down,

break the ground, hear the sound

(yeah, yeah)

Running the perimeter, the sinister competitor I damage every editor,

the lyrical progenitor Never slow,

let it blow, watch the rapid-fire grow Got the level set to

maximum, I'm ready for the show (ha)