Natedawg #9

Intro - Spoken

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Verse 1

Roll up to the pit, mud on my tires,

Blunt in my ashtray, fire in my eyes.

Black and yellow number nine, half-caged, beat to hell,

Bumpers welded thick, ready to raise some hell.

Engines revvin’ like a pissed off demon,

Crowd goin’ wild, everybody schemin’.

I hit the gas, no brakes, no mercy,

Turn them pretty rides into twisted art, dirty.

Pre-Chorus

Smash it, crash it, flip it, trash it,

Bumpers flyin’ off like confetti, blast it!

We don’t race for points, we race for glory,

Last car rollin’ wins the whole damn story.

Chorus

Wreckfest, baby! Tear it up, tear it up!

Metal on metal, we don’t give a truck!

Bash it, smash it, roll it, total it!

Wreckfest, let’s get rowdy, let’s get started!

(Whoa-oh-oh) Let the carnage rain!

(Whoa-oh-oh) Feel no pain!

Wreckfest! Light that blunt up high!

If it ain’t bent or broken, you didn’t even try!

Verse 2

School bus in the arena lookin’ like a tank,

I’m comin’ in sideways, hittin’ that flank.

Radiator blowin’ like a fireworks show,

Smoke pourin’ out but the radio still blows.

Got my crew in the stands yellin’ “Kill that ride!”

Black and yellow warrior, number nine with pride.

Rollin’ up that loud, Sour Diesel in the air,

American steel, I’m floatin’ without a care.

Pre-Chorus

Twist it, crunch it, stack it, dump it,

Leave ‘em upside down, singin’ like a stump, son!

We live for the sparks, the fire and the roar,

This ain’t no Sunday drive — this is full-on war.

Chorus

Wreckfest, baby! Tear it up, tear it up!

Metal on metal, we don’t give a truck!

Bash it, smash it, roll it, total it!

Wreckfest, let’s get rowdy, let’s get started!

(Whoa-oh-oh) Let the carnage rain!

(Whoa-oh-oh) Feel no pain!

Wreckfest! Light that blunt up high!

If it ain’t bent or broken, you didn’t even try!

Bridge

When the lights go down and the green flag drops,

Hearts poundin’ heavy like a kick drum non-stop.

Some come for trophies, we come for the war,

Leave it all out there on that busted-up floor.

Middle finger up, foot on the gas,

Wreckfest ‘til the wheels fall off at last.

Nate Dawg Gaming, we do it loud and proud,

Let me hear you scream it — make it thunder through the crowd!

Final Chorus

Wreckfest, baby! Tear it up, tear it up!

Metal on metal, we don’t give a truck!

Bash it, smash it, roll it, total it!

Wreckfest — we were born for this, let’s own it!

(Whoa-oh-oh) Let the carnage rain!

(Whoa-oh-oh) Feel no pain!

Wreckfest! One more time, scream it loud!

Last man drivin’ gets the crown!

Outro – Spoken over fading guitars

Yeah! That’s how we do it at Nate Dawg Gaming.

Black and yellow number nine still standin’ tall.