[Intro] (Heavy bassline, driving drum beat) (Sound of an engine revving hard) [Verse 1] Hear the engine whine. Crossing over the line. Trophy spins on the hood. Buggy looking too good. It catches what they throw. But not what lies below. I am hunting for a fight. Driving out into the light. [Chorus] (Distorted Guitars Kick In) The sky is clear, but the ground is rigged! A block of C4 where the tires dig! The Trophy spins, but it is blind to the street! Fire and smoke right under my seat! Yeah, the Vernet Vets go up in heat! [Verse 2] Saw a squad of four. Hiding by the store. Aimed the bumper true. Thought I knew what to do. Bailed out of the door. To settle up the score. But four barrels tracked my flight. Shot me down in the fight. My boots never hit the dirt. Just a lot of sudden hurt. [Chorus] (Maximum Volume) The sky is clear, but the ground is rigged! A block of C4 where the tires dig! The Trophy spins, but it is blind to the street! Fire and smoke right under my seat! Yeah, the Vernet Vets go up in heat! [Bridge] (Tempo slows, heavy drum stomps) Do not push a squad alone. You will lose your heavy throne. Check the corners, check the lane. Or ride the buggy back to pain. Watch the shadows. Watch the wire. [Guitar Solo] (Fast, aggressive, shredding solo) [Outro] Scrap the metal. Watch the ground. Back to the lobby. Without a sound. (Fade out with a single car horn and radio static)
