

Yeah, yeah Ready for the switch?
Heavy pressure in the chest,
make a move now Every sequence on the board is a groove
now Keep the target in the sight,
never back down We running through the grid of this black town
We hear the echo of the steel,
hear it bang out
Waiting for the signal just to let it all hang out
Lock it, load it,
watch the switch go down (brrrrt) We the ones that run the
entire town (yeah)
Lock it, load it,
feel the pressure rise (watch it)
See the fire burning in our eyes
Wait... watch the clock
stop
Now we riding on the low-key stride
No more running, got nothing to hide
Heavy metal when the drums kick in
Classic rhythm where the stories begin
Yeah, we flipped the script,
changed up the lane
Same heat, just a different kind of pain
Yeah, we switch it up
Keep them guessing (hahaha)