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I'm your Testarosa. gear
Watch me go, 'em in fear
Rumble, man rumble
Brother won't fumble, muthafukas crumble
Gaskets crank, get spank
Stripes get yank, a superior
Won't stop the jock in some American car use a radar
But I'm rolling, the cartel's
For the D's keep
Most Cadillac rappers get and disturb
By the jet black
Me, the Testarosa like it suppose ta
Don't try to get
Cause you might get lost in the dual
Don't try to fuck wit' a boss
High octane ain't no ping
When I swing on a lyrical speed
And just first gear, listen for the upshift
Who can get this
I'm testarosa

Second gear, look it here
I'm in here, like spears
The rhyme slings legalized dope
Some cope, get (gunshot noises)
on the boss, it's finish is flawless
12 cylinders to the horses
It smooth
or else get move
Run for cover my brother, are getting smothered
I ?cutted? you other ?smutters? rammed in the
My rep is kept, muthafukas must
The best get and let out to rest
Huuuu, look at that air
Second gear, fakes
per lyric get higher
How can I when my rhyme's on fire
As I the end of my tach
My horse power blows to the max
Red line is reached to the peak of my
And I ya, I'm your Testarosa

Gear number three, get off the and don't let 'em up
Keep 'em all on these young bucks
Let 'em know big is just a bit quicker
Get the
tolerated none, son
Left you at the gun when I hit one
Now I'm in third and you that's quick
Huh, till I hit fifth
Me and my pack, we keep of snackpacks
You fat now I'm yo to the max
Want Mix-A-Lot for your attack
Hey, yo, mass, yea, I got your gat
Two sixty pounds of pure pain
Critical mass is my name
My personal trainer, taking gainer
Got the bulk to and contain ya
On the tach, I'm a wind ax
Cutting up air Boeings aircraft
Time to shift and let my seatbelt hold ya
I'm Testarosa

Up to fourth gear, the speed
got beef wit the word chief
Move or lose, I excuse the dudes
You my fuse and clear out or get used
I go 100 in a 55
No to lip synch, I'm straight out live
So I'm rough lust who wanna be
You and cuss wearing that Raider's stuff
Fake fools from the way
Knowing damn well, you from LA
Ashamed where you come from son, so you
Like it or not, I scream up Seattle
Rip up streets wit a sweet
Don't peep or or you lose your freak
The growl, engine loud
My tongue keep 'em down
Rev it up, get for fifth
hit 'em wit a maximum dis
I roll ya, fold ya, mold ya, I told ya I ya
And I'm your
I'm Testarosa
Yo Punish, show 'em time it is

Gear number five, eyes get wide
So realize that I survive and I rhyme for
I rope the and is he coming up, nope
I ain't the joke so don't hope for my
There it is, the gets his
The word quiz is it is and Mix don't give
Sight to the who act like Max
And try to a pop rap to hit the map
ain't like me, it ain't cool
To rob fool them claim you rule
You boot but not me, troops, you like
So you hit the wearing my boots
Uh ,uh cupcake, I ain't to get rape by fake
Just look at the tail light shrink and then
How I left you pink in a kink
Time to drop to my and then stop
I lock the box on them clowns that jock
Turbo is 230 up on ya
I'm Testarosa (3x)