كلمات
[Verse]
Grinding gears, engines roar, desert sands in sight,
Metal’s shining, goons lined up for the night,
Dusty crowns, we kings with a streak of fight,
Bullet belts around us, ready to ignite.
[Verse 2]
Camo threads, spikes rolled up on the boards,
Vulture vultures, gather flutter this hoard,
Tank treads grind, no mercy, off the grid,
Gasoline dreams, living high off the lid.
[Chorus]
Mad Max melodies, tearing up the earth,
Ripping through the silence, birthed from chaos' mirth,
Thunderdome bounces, warriors in the zone,
Trap beats' vengeance, fiercer than stone.
[Verse 3]
Raiders ride faster, bloodthirsty twisters,
Hunger for the clash, no love no sisters,
Shields up, tech junk rattlebone,
Thunderous claps echo, fate unknown.
[Verse 4]
Jet black masks, shadows in the sear,
Batons crack, reverberate in fear,
Doom-woven cluster, bombshell ships,
Skulls etched grim, torn word trips.
[Bridge]
Fuel spillage, venom in veins mixed,
No allegiances, chaos all affixed,
Veins pump fire, engines pricelips,
In this hellscape, rhyme’s the apocalypse.