Verse 1

I'm on a crash course I need direction recorrection
I lost my mind lost my road map need an intervention
need to release the tension I'm been meanin to mention
tunnel vision got me guessin every intersection
see me in the reflection you call me candy man
I got evil intentions automotive avolanche
you're losin years every second through the bandage
dents in the doors don't display all the damage (done)
crash course course crash burd cage burners produce more ash
smoke bellow flame yellow raw fact whats that
you bought crack now your lungs all back you're wack
bumper to bumper I'm undermined and under paid
multiply divide its all a numbers game
a hundred ways to die doin a hundred k's
time flies through the eyes of a hurricane

Chorus

On a crash course like Shaq to a back board
cats all front so we smash through the back door
what the f%$ks up what the f%$ks up now
adrenalin pumped up ready for the blood rush
on a crash course like Shaq to a back board
mass force get your head smashed through the dash board
what the fucks goin down
adrenaline pumped up ready for the blood rush

Verse 2

I'm that 3 zone misfit I speak flows wicked
and I see so clear that my speech goes vivid
peeps treat my tracks like its tevo vision
so i repeat raps and watch your weed go missin
I don't reach no limits and I leave no witness
I hit beast mode switch and then unleash blows vicious
emcees no gimmicks over cheap clone lyrics
get thrown in the trash like some week old biscuits
you gotta hit them with a what the f%$ks up now
get split with some nun chucks and clipped like a buzz cut
time to run a muck I'm encaged in ya burbs
blazin the words in the cage with the burd
its a danger to earth but I'm savin the world
I invade your DNA amd put plagues in your cells
I'm enraged with the fakers that lack thor
claimin they rap raw smash lords'll take your flash porche


Chorus

On a crash course like Shaq to a back board
cats all front so we smash through the back door
what the f%$ks up what the f%$ks up now
adrenalin pumped up ready for the blood rush
on a crash course like Shaq to a back board
mass force get your head smashed through the dash board
what the fucks goin down
adrenaline pumped up ready for the blood rush

Verse 3

My rhymes are dynamite you try to find a guy as nice
as Harv up on the microphone the silence grows sparks colide
half these guys are part desgized I'm passing lines like nah its fine
a mastermind who crafted wise delivery at bargain price
hard to find kid with the quiver of the sharpest five
cast a fly straight flush suck em up pass the prize
ask me why I'm here I'll tell a bunch of lies end up on die
the fuck on out the frame with my knuckles high duckin swipes
cry and put ya head low and glide through a set load
of fresh for ya deck in effect check steps
I'ma echo through the block cross the Westgate Bridge
contagious with a strain of that ape shit wasted
hate bred heathen who sleeps in your basement
disgraced with the state of the scene that he's placed in
creatin a base for his team of invaders
crazed with an aim to keep it invasive

Chorus

On a crash course like Shaq to a back board
cats all front so we smash through the back door
what the f%$ks up what the f%$ks up now
adrenalin pumped up ready for the blood rush
on a crash course like Shaq to a back board
mass force get your head smashed through the dash board
what the fucks goin down
adrenaline pumped up ready for the blood rush