[Intro] [spoken word over turntable scratch and building guitar feedback] Yo Christchurch... Quake City GP... tomorrow we DROP... B-max class... Breakaway Squad in the house... You ready to FEEL it?! [Verse 1] [fast rap cadence, gritty southern twang] Roll up to the stadium... dust in the air Tamiya mini monsters... we came to tear B-max beasts... stock but MEAN Mass damper locked... grip like a dream Quake City concrete... shakes under tires Breakaway Squad rollin’... set them on FIRE From the pits we launch... no fear no doubt Tomorrow we own this track... hear the crowd SHOUT [Pre-Chorus] [anthemic build, raspy delivery rising] Engines scream... hearts beat FAST Full day war... make it LAST One... two... three... four... Breakaway comin’ through the DOOR [Chorus] [big stacked harmonies, screamed backing vocals] Bawitdaba da bang da dang diggy diggy B-max in the house... we gon’ BRING it Quake City GP... feel the RUSH Breakaway Squad... turn it UP... UP... UP Bawitdaba da bang da dang diggy diggy Mini racers fly... no one can TOUCH Tomorrow we crash... tomorrow we WIN Breakaway Squad... let the madness BEGIN [Verse 2] [fast rap cadence with Tagalog switches, syncopated rhythm] Sige na... bilisan mo... lapit na sa line Number ONE car... spelled out FINE TWO... THREE... FOUR... we stack the heat Stadium bumps... jumps... feel the beat Pitside madness... tools in the air One bad shim... you goin’ nowhere But we tuned tight... ready to SLAY Quake City tomorrow... Breakaway ALL DAY [Bridge] [slow build into double-time feel explosion, screamed] You can hear the vibration... through the floor... Mini tires screamin’... we want MORE Crash reset... back to the start This is OUR day... rip the track apart [Pre-Chorus] [even louder, anthemic build peaks] Engines scream... hearts beat FAST Full day war... make it LAST ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... BREAKAWAY SQUAD... WE WANT MORE [Chorus] [full intensity, raspy lead with stacked harmonies roaring] Bawitdaba da bang da bang diggy diggy B-max in the house... we gon’ BRING it Quake City GP... feel the RUSH Breakaway Squad... turn it UP... UP... UP Bawitdaba da bang da dang diggy diggy Mini racers fly... no one can TOUCH Tomorrow we crash... tomorrow we WIN Breakaway Squad... let the madness BEGIN [Outro] [spoken word over fading heavy riff and crowd chant echoes] Quake City GP... tomorrow... dawn to dust... Breakaway Squad... we don’t rust... B-max class... full send... no bluff... ARE YOU READY... ’cause we comin’ ROUGH! [heavy breakdown drop] ...BREAK... A... WAY... SQUAD!
