[Verse] Grease-stained hands, socket set soldiers, Dreams in the chains, the dirt bike holders. Crankshaft spinning, heart's ignition, Bolts like bullets, full-throttle mission. Steve-O grinning, wild-eyed surgeon, Porter with the torque, Art's engine version. [Prechorus] Tools clatter, beats shatter—what's next? Rev it to the redline, metal complex. [Chorus] Fix it, rip it, wrench it, grind! Tearing through the gears, never fall behind. Porter, Art, Steve-O—legends combined, We ain't stopping till the beast's redefined! [Verse 2] Ratchet click rhythm, dubstep collision, Cables tangled up like a madman's vision. Throttle up the dreams, pistons scream louder, Fuel in the veins, horsepower powder. Wheels kiss dirt, they're born for the roar, Steve-O laughs, says, "Push it some more!" [Bridge] Brake pads smoking, sparks in the dark, Metal symphony, let the chaos embark. Glitch in the system, bassline ticking, Each twist of the wrench, the future's clicking. [Chorus] Fix it, rip it, wrench it, grind! Tearing through the gears, never fall behind. Porter, Art, Steve-O—legends combined, We ain't stopping till the beast's redefined!
