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Ride dirty, motocross
Used to crawl like a frog
Now I fly like Macross
Across the land and through the fog
Chris Jericho, I break it down
Y2K count down
Hands wrapped like crash
Five packs in the bag
If you ever had my back
Know I got you like tag
I will get there in a flash
A lot of ram, no lag
Life don’t stop, everybody rot
Might as well be the only skeleton on the top
Sit, just watch, this is why I’m hot
Prepping like specs but I’m looking like nacht
Okay, you pulling up in the drop
Me, I just walk up in the spot
Jotting notes like bach
Let me hear what you got