[Intro] [spoken word over rising synth siren and revving engine samples] Quake City... RIGHT NOW... dawn just broke... B-max class... full send... no joke... Nerds... gear up... IT'S RACE DAY... BREAKAWAY SQUAD... LET'S FUCKIN' SLAY [Verse 1] [fast rap cadence, gritty hype delivery] Alarm smashed... coffee black as hell Tamiya toolbox... loaded and swell Chassis gleaming... tires gripped tight Mass damper heavy... we own the light Sige na mga pare... rise and attack Number ONE car... spelled out on the track TWO... THREE... FOUR... stack the heat high Stadium roars... hear the battle cry [Pre-Chorus] [anthemic build, raspy shouted backing vocals] Pits wide open... tools clanging LOUD No excuses... we stand PROUD Quake City concrete... starting to SHAKE Breakaway Squad... fully AWAKE [Chorus] [keep hybrid structure – big stacked harmonies, screamed gang vocals echoing "nerds"] It's race day NERDS... asses in GEAR B-max beasts ROAR... feel the FEAR Breakaway Squad... we don't PLAY nice Right now we SMASH... pay the PRICE It's race day NERDS... full day of CHAOS Mini tires SCREAM... no time for PAUSE Quake City GP... we RUN this show Breakaway BREAKAWAY... LET'S FUCKIN' GO [Verse 2] [fast rap cadence with Tagalog flex, syncopated rhythm] Bilisan mo bro... trailer already here Number FIVE... SIX... SEVEN... spread the fear Jumps and whoops... bumps that BITE We lap 'em clean... from morning to NIGHT From the line we launch... no mercy shown Sige! Lapit! Go! ... leave 'em blown Pitside legends... we fix on the FLY Breakaway Squad... touching the SKY [Bridge] [slow build into double-time explosion, screamed] Feel that rumble... deep in your CHEST Mini war RIGHT NOW... we bring our BEST Crash? Reset. Break? We don't BREAK This is OUR day... make the whole track QUAKE [Pre-Chorus] [louder, crowd-chant ready] Pits wide open... tools clanging LOUD No excuses... we stand PROUD Quake City concrete... starting to SHAKE Breakaway Squad... TIME TO TAKE [Chorus] [full blast, raspy lead over massive stacked harmonies] It's race day NERDS... asses in GEAR B-max beasts ROAR... feel the FEAR Breakaway Squad... we don't PLAY nice Right now we SMASH... pay the PRICE It's race day NERDS... full day of CHAOS Mini tires SCREAM... no time for PAUSE Quake City GP... we RUN this show Breakaway BREAKAWAY... LET'S FUCKIN' GO [Outro] [spoken word hype-man style over fading heavy riff and echoing crowd] Quake City... right now... full day grind... Nerds get ready... we already signed... B-max class... dawn to dust... no bluff... BREAKAWAY SQUAD... WE COMIN' ROUGH! [final heavy breakdown drop] ...RACE... DAY... NERDS! BREAK... A... WAY... SQUAD!
