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)