[Verse 1] Born to fly, born to fight, warp drive burnin’ through the night! Thoh-los engines screamin’ hot, got a crime wave in my spot! Trespassers think they’re slick, But I’m decloakin’ quick—get wrecked real quick! [Pre-Chorus] Diapers stackin’, bottles clinkin’, Who’s the dad? I ain’t blinkin’! I got 87 mouths to feed, And a wormhole full of punks to yeet! [Chorus] 87 bottles on the wall, 87 diapers to change ‘fore the brawl! Capsuleers run, but they can’t hide, Blitzd86 gonna take ‘em for a ride! [Verse 2] Hands on the wheel, hands on a wipe, Crime don’t sleep and neither do tykes! One in the crib, one in the pod, One in the fight yellin’ “GET OUTTA MY WORMHOLE, FRAUD!” [Pre-Chorus] Formula spills on the HUD again, Who just drew on my d-scan, man?! I don’t got time for your lootin’ tricks, These binkies ain’t cheap, so I’m poppin’ ships! [Chorus] 87 bottles on the wall, 87 perps gonna feel my thrall! Scram and web ‘em, no escape, The daddy cop’s sealin’ their fate! [Bridge] Stasis web? NO! It’s a bouncer swing! Baby monitor beeping while my turrets sing! D-scan blips, it’s a hostile wave— Who left a pacifier in my pod bay?! [Outro] (Blazing guitar solo into explosive finale!) I got bottles, I got blasters, Crime comes fast—BUT I COME FASTER! Spit-up stains on my combat boots, But my Thoh-los still brings the BOOM! (Final drumroll, baby crying, explosion, abrupt end.)
