F-22 Raptor

**[INTRO]** I'm the most dangerous thing in the sky since the Cretaceous. And you know it. **[VERSE 1]** Born in the cold, a blueprint of spite Designed from day one to delete the whole flight They put me in the ring with the best that they had The Eagle and Falcon left broken and mad Outmaneuvered the legacy, out-climbed the crown If my own brothers couldn't bring my name down Tell me why these foreign targets think they stand a chance? You're a stepping stone to glory, let the bullets dance! **[CHORUS]** I'm the ghost you'll never see I nullify your radar beams Nothing up here has even a chance If you see me rolling up, I allowed it, let's dance Ain't got a prayer, but if you wanna play Send up the MIGs, I ain't got all day If you want it, come and get it, be about that life I'm the Raptor, baby, built for the strife! **[VERSE 2]** Pure domination, I don't compromise or cope Leave a trail of burning wreckage where you used to have hope Mach 2 in the dark, weapons bay stays closed By the time your RWR screams, the story is old An electronic assault from five states away I don't dogfight, I execute, I don't come to play Thrust-vectoring circles while your engines just choke Turn a multi-million dollar squadron into black smoke! **[CHORUS]** I'm the ghost you'll never see I nullify your radar beams Nothing up here has even a chance If you see me rolling up, I allowed it, let's dance Ain't got a prayer, but if you wanna play Send up the MIGs, I ain't got all day If you want it, come and get it, be about that life I'm the Raptor, baby, built for the strife! **[BRIDGE]** Too lethal for the market, too dark for the shelf Congress passed the law: I'm reserved for myself No export, no trading, no price on my head The world couldn't handle the blood I would shed A permanent embargo on a global nightmare The ultimate gatekeeper ruling the air! **[VERSE 3]** Let's talk about the Felon, yeah, the fake fifty-seven A playground mockup that'll never see heaven Twelve prototypes, rivets showing up clear Call yourself stealth? Radar paints you right here! Cross-section of a Flanker, paint peels off the frame A propaganda project with a tragic ass name I'm an operational titan, you're a parade-day joke Try to match the Raptor, you go down in smoke! **[OUTRO]** Come and get it! Be about that life! Yeah! Built for the strife!