F**k your shitty Nazi truck

Intro (Deep, ominous beat drops, distorted scratches) Whispers in the background, a distant echo of hate Vocal Scratch: "Yo, we’ve had enough... it’s overdue." (Beat builds with a gritty, heavy bass kick, leading into aggressive chorus) Chorus Shouted with intense emotion, raw street energy "Fuck your shitty Nazi truck, we won’t back down, we won’t shut up, This is the sound, the sound of resistance, fuck your system, we won’t quit it." (Repeated with heavy vocal ad-libs) Verse 1 (Fast lyrical flow, heavy on the aggression) "Rolling in the streets, you bring that hate with a gleam, But we rise like kings, cutting through your racist schemes, Ain’t no place for your truck, just a symbol of disease, You thought you’d intimidate? Nah, we plant seeds of peace. Fuck your division, we’ll make the vision clear, On the front lines, we scream, 'Ain’t no fear, From the Bronx to the Block, this the birthplace of rage, We rewrite history, we turn the page.'" (Aggressive vocal ad-libs: "Nah, fuck that, we won’t let you win!") Chorus "Fuck your shitty Nazi truck, we won’t back down, we won’t shut up, This is the sound, the sound of resistance, fuck your system, we won’t quit it." (Repeated with gritty shouts, adding a growl to the end) Verse 2 (Faster pace, even more raw and furious) "Where’s the unity, where’s the love, where’s the peace? You wanna bring terror? You’re about to face the beast, We got the fire in our hearts, built on struggle and grind, You can try to divide, but we’ll leave you behind. History’s written in blood, but it’s time to change the script, We stand for our people, ain’t no way we gonna slip. You can’t erase what’s real, you can’t kill our vibe, We’re the true revolution, and we stay alive!" (Growls and screams: “We stay alive!”) Chorus "Fuck your shitty Nazi truck, we won’t back down, we won’t shut up, This is the sound, the sound of resistance, fuck your system, we won’t quit it." (Shouted with pure, unfiltered passion, layering in growling vocals) Outro (Final screams, fading out on a low, ominous tone) "Take your hate, take your truck, and drive it off the edge, We won’t bow, we won’t break, we’ll make our pledge. The streets know, the city knows, we’re ready to fight, Fuck your truck, your hate, we’ll light the night." (Heavy beat slows down, fading into the harsh sound of a screeching tire, echoing off into silence) [Outro]