| You’re going down… |
| Psycho. Stimulating. Speed of sound. See the town |
| Friends call me Benz. Recommends, fun to be around. |
| Life of the party. All cylinders, engines spark. |
| Knife in the water. God, I’ll keep your edges sharp. |
| Raise your game, everybody will praise your name. |
| Land of the lost boys lays your claim. |
| Straight razor. You owe me a favor. Good behavior. |
| Universal. Cursin'. I’m your personal saviour. |
| Stormy. Climb the walls for me. Back flip. |
| Cracked whip. Think fast, react quick. Ass kicked. |
| Drastic measures. Plastic treasures. Fools' gold. |
| Too cold. Breaking down, pouring a new mold. |
| Might spoil. Wrap it in a skin tight foil. |
| Screws turnin'. Burnin' the midnight oil. |
| Hand-eye coordinated. Keep moving. Kinetic. |
| Unsympathetic, sensational, synthetic. |
| Stay on your toes. Next morning, lay in your clothes. |
| Dominate. Terrorize. Prey on your foes. |
| Eat 'em alive. Cheat and survive. Cap the night |
| Gentlemen. Then again, I’ll ruin your appetite. |
| Buck wild! Mule kick! Cruel trick. Ten speedin'. |
| Breathing heavy. Leaving every ten cent pen bleeding. |
| You can count on me. We’re bound to be best friends. |
| The stress ends. Any time you need a lift, request Benz… |
| You’re going down… |
| (Cadence Weapon) |
| I’m looking for a friend with a name like a vehicle I pray to my grave that you |
| prey on my |
| brain you been like others I’m in skin tight plus you’re down with the runners |
| at midnight |
| you get like strips it’s a litmus test you been the best you been the worst you |
| are the |
| first for me I used to be the top of my class in university diversity is how |
| benny and the |
| jets started hurting me certainly I’ve earned to be? the bet to be the |
| cleanest? ether |
| and now I put it in my coffee on every off day I try softly to get it off me |
| but I still buy the |
| junk like I’m chilling at a swap meet this is a hot scene and it helps with the |
| sound of |
| music if it’s good enough for ms garland it’s good enough for me if you’re in |
| love with |
| me this must make this a marriage I got tin foil up in the carriage for the benz |
| You’re going down… |