Funk Junk City

(hahaha) Step

up

to

the arena

Get

ready for the madness

Enter the fray, no crown on my head

Just rubber and steel on the path we tread

Watch the tires spin,

feel the pavement burn

Never look back,

got no lessons to learn

Brace for the shockwave,

break through the wall

(let's go, let's go!)

Feel the wild fury,

feel the ground shake!

(break it down!) Cracking the concrete,

watch the chain break (yeah!)

Boots on the gravel,

cool in the heat King of the curbside,

runnin' the street

Catch me if you can when the red line peaks

Talk is real cheap while the motor speaks

Feel the wild fury,

feel the ground shake!

(break it down!)

Cracking the concrete, watch the chain break

Take no prisoners,

take no

blame!

Yeah,

that's how we roll (hahaha)