[Verse 1 – No Warm-Up, Straight Heat]
GTS dropped, thought we leveled the ride,
But it cuts out cold with no warnin’ or sign.
You call that safe? Man, that’s a straight lie,
Turned a joyride run into a nosedive.
We paid top dollar, y’all served us bricks,
Fresh out the box and it glitchin’ like shit.
Mid-ride stall — wheels lock, we fall,
And all you say is “send it in” — fuck y’all.
Whole crew down bad, from Hilo to Town,
Boards go dead and we still ain’t heard a sound.
You gaslit the scene with PR noise,
But the streets don’t forget — we ain’t your toys.
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[Chorus – Ruthless, No Melody]
Fuck Future Motion — fake from the start,
Ridin’ on hype while you tearin’ us apart.
Fuck your system, fuck your script,
We the ones who built you, now we jumpin’ ship.
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[Verse 2 – Sharper, More Technical]
Boards shut down at five, ten miles,
And you swear on a blog that it’s “rare by miles.”
“Less than one percent?” We call that cap,
Every homie I know had to send one back.
XR was gold, GT took pain,
But GTS? Man, that shit’s insane.
You lock us out, call it rider error,
While your silence just makes the picture clearer.
Your firmware killin’ boards in the street,
Still actin’ like the problem’s obsolete.
We ain’t beta testin’, we paid in blood,
Now your name in the dirt, stuck deep in the mud.
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[Chorus – Even Colder Now]
Fuck Future Motion — you burned that bridge,
Can’t censor the truth, no matter how slick.
Fuck your boards, fuck your name,
You lost the ones that gave you fame.
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[Verse 3 – Global Uprising, Social Media Blackout]
It ain’t just us — it’s spreadin’ wide,
From SoCal hills to the Brooklyn side.
Riders droppin’, boards goin’ black,
And y’all just delete when they call you back.
Blockin’ comments, mutin’ threads,
Like we won’t notice all the boards goin’ dead.
Try to cover the cracks with a customer smile,
But we built this — and we see through your style.
Even your dealers speakin’ out in rage,
Postin’ warnings, flippin’ the page.
Used to ride or die, now they just die,
With a Future Motion sticker they can’t justify.
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[Final Chorus – Unforgiving, Marching Tone]
Fuck Future Motion — the mask fell off,
You played with lives and just laughed it off.
Fuck your spin, fuck your game,
We the ones you ghosted — now remember our name.
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[Outro – Spoken Word, Ice Cold Truth]
You can block our voices,
You can ban our posts,
But you can’t erase the bruises,
Or the broken bones.
This ain’t hate.
This is justice.
This is war.
RyanGallardo
