Overdrive

[Intro: Turncoat Dirty]
H2 copy, is anyone there? Please check your on-board systems, we have live movement. I repeat, the subjects are alive and moving. How do you want us to proceed with the overdrive protocol? Over

[Verse 1: Bukshot & Turncoat Dirty]
Hell's Kitchen in this thing, watch me knock a bitch out
Ain't no stopping this mob shit apocalypse
Light 'em up, me and Dirty spitting hot sauce
.44 shells, buckshots and rock salt
'Bout to pop off, Weirdo and a Heathen
Haters talking shit to us, wouldn't wanna be them
Rappers sick of us, choke 'em out like cretins
Sleep 'em like an Incubus, leave 'em in the deep end
Woah, woah That's what I'm talking 'bout
Oh no Ride up with them choppers out
What up tho? Juggalos with some flamethrowers
Shut up hoe, 'bout to blow and this is game over

[Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot & Both]
We're shifting gears into overdrive
Yeah
Hell's Kitchen in this bitch and you've been notified
Yeah
It's the rise of the machines, hit the override
Yeah
No more puppets on a string, we've been mobilized
Yeah
See that Turn-Dead face on the tractor? (woah)
It's already too late better back up (woah)
Turn the demons loose and they're 'bout to act up (woah)
Raising hell, goons hanging out the MACK truck (yeah)

[Bridge: Turncoat Dirty]
Sir we're losing pressure, recalibrating over. Systems are back online, establishing gravity. Prepare for impact! Shields enabled, assessing the damage report, target is established, wait for my mark

[Verse 2: Boondox]
G-g-g-got the H.K., hit ‘em with the double-drum
And I'm 'bout to turn somebody's liver into bubblegum
When you see that belt coming out, oh you in trouble son
Shit I already lost count but there's another one
They call me Heathen speak in forked tongues I'm a reptile
Making holy ghosts feel their spirits with projectiles
Unexplained phenomenon like something from The X-Files
From another planet on the run, I'm in exile
Turn Dead, got it carved into the bump stock
In a big rig and now we're taking over truck stops
Open up the trailer and I'm turning loose with Bukshot
Why we coming here to take it over? Why the fuck not?

[Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot & Both]
We're shifting gears into overdrive
Yeah
Hell's Kitchen in this bitch and you've been notified
Yeah
It's the rise of the machines, hit the override
Yeah
No more puppets on a string, we've been mobilized
Yeah
See that Turn-Dead face on the tractor? (woah)
It's already too late better back up (woah)
Turn the demons loose and they're 'bout to act up (woah)
Raising hell, goons hanging out the MAC truck (yeah)