[Marty:]
See me wreck a lung, when I rip it like Bon Scott
Catch me out the front, like I'm playing on hop-scotch
In a motion like girls in pigtails, flip head straight to tail
I'm blind I need braille, In box like emails
Young Angus Young on the beat when I murder
We come in peace, I am ya disturber
Think Triple One, you thought, bloody murder
Cold as a gavel on the ice, when we serve yah
Wrap round the crack you can't catch me
Gunn drop the paddle and rattle with the apaches
War Sword to war lord in my maxxies
Run forrest got it like anvils from acme
4 flat dump clutch in a six
Speed the simulator round like a world on my pinky
Lost my mind with time, gra-du-al-
Leave a dream up in a puddle of vomit on it
Pop round the shake ground, Pushing my break out
Hot pounds of grey sound, Rockin the place loud
I got a flow that burn the whole place down
I do I-deas, and she do it face down
Crack off the bottle, we pushing it full throttle
Back off the pedal, we letting the ground settle
Cake to your face if you called the shots
Blow smoke in your face then put out the hot

[Phantom