Mad Max up in this place
and I brought a fucking case
You're bout to get the whole meal
but for now it's just a taste
Rollin hard, full throttle
Suck the juice from the bottle
Lighting Tina Turner's ass up
like Ronald McDonald
Slaughter ass bitches
High octane to riches
My gasoline dreams
would leave you too beat up for stitches
Better study up on fishing
cause you're moving to some trenches
Twenty-thousand leagues under sea
Like baptizing Christians
More bars made of steel
than the whole prison system
Excavate an entire city
while you're sittin there sifting
High caliber people fucker upper
Huffin uppers for supper
Breakfast, I got it covered
For lunch I stay burning rubber
Lay a road straight to freedom
Speedin wheels
Heaven to demons
Keep her engines screaming,
Steaming,
With all of these hidden meanings
Crash course
No remorse
from my V8 horse
Blocking brigades to save the day
A raggedy-ass wrecking force
credits
from The WildaBeast EP,
released August 10, 2014
Produced by Wildabeast