[Verse 1]
Shokkjump Dragsta, quick to da line
Boot on da gas, face stretched back in time
Blue flames spit when da boost gets mean
Head full of space an a kill-craze beam
He don't corner, he just disappears
Then he comes back loud in your ears
Snaps right past wiff a savage grin
Krump Canyon shakes when he dives back in
[Chorus]
Krump Canyon, go!
Krump Canyon, roll!
Krump Canyon, dakka dakka
Krump Canyon, WAAAAH!
[Verse 2]
Rukkatruk thunder, heap of steel
Battered plates an a wheel dat squeals
Big green fists on a ramshackle rig
Every jump hurts and every krumps BIG
Lobbin' scrap with a stalagmite smile
Laughs at the fire, drags dat pile
If the track's a wound, he makes it bleed
Rukkatruk comes hard in the lead
[Verse 3]
Squigbuggy bouncing, teeth in back
Red-eyed squigs in a rattletrap
Driver's howlin' wiff a bite-mark face
Snout in da dust, no room for grace
It chews up turns and spits out sparks
Leaves little piles where it makes its mark
When dat wagon blasts right through da smoke
Dakka boyz yell, "That truck's a joke!"
[Chorus]
Krump Canyon, go!
Krump Canyon, roll!
Krump Canyon, boom boom
Krump Canyon, WaAAAH!
[Verse 4]
Kustom BoostaBlasta, loud and raw
Panels patched up wiff a rusted maw
Boom canisters strapped to da side
One wrong bump and da whole fing dies
But it lives for dat wild green cheer
Red-gear scream and a flying rear
Front end down, back end high
Comin at ya fast boom! then ya die
[Verse 5]
Boomdaka Snazzwagon, painted mean
Chrome so ugly it's almost clean
Snazzy bolts and a wicked nose
Rolling like a cowboy dat explodes!
He skids through muck with a gangster pose
Flings out smoke when the pressure grows
When the track gets hot and the racers glare
Snazzwagon's there with dakka in da air
[Chorus]
Krump Canyon, go!
Krump Canyon, roll!
Krump Canyon, dakka boom
Krump Canyon, WaAAAH!
[Verse 6]
Deffkilla Wartrike, huntin' prey
All teeth and metal on da killway
Boss in da saddle wiff a cruel red eye
Slicin' da gap when da rivals try
He don't race fair, he races rude
Cuts through packs wiff a brutal mood
If you hear dat engine howl up close
Best keep moving or you eat dat smoke
[Verse 7]
Looted Tank, stolen and scarred
Plates all bent but it goes damn hard
Tracks grinding like a broken chain
Still it barrels through fire and rain
Crew on top with a looted grin
Cackling out as the shells fly in
Ain't no dent in the junkyard crown
Dat tank just hunts the whole race down
[Verse 8]
Grot Mega Tank, tiny crew
Big dumb warbox painted blue
Grotz in the hatch wiff a nervous stare
Then they stomp day gas like they own da air
It lurches, buckles, den holds da line
Mean as a moon wiff a crooked spine
When da final dust starts to glow
That little huge scrap heap still steals da show!
[FINAL Chorus]
Krump Canyon, go!
Krump Canyon, roll!
Krump Canyon, dakka dakka
Krump Canyon, WAAAAGGGHHH!
Krump Canyon, go!
Krump Canyon, roll!
Krump Canyon, boom Boom
Krump Canyon, WAAAAGGGHHH!
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