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funk fiction - wolf rayet lyrics

in another world, setting fire to the ground,
dashing ‘cross the tarmac, running at the speed of sound,
particles a’ floatin’, dusty all around,

cl-ssic sonic is a’ runnin’, never slowing down.
yo, boy, go!
it’s the start of the stage!
the highway moves ahead, so continue the game!
lives don’t matter, ’cause speed is my name!
don’t break the flow with game o.;
the music is all hip hop with this show on the road,
got no wisps to save, no unnecessary load,
springing up all in this joint,
we ain’t goin’ slow, cl-ssic sonic keeps on runnin’ to and fro.
the setting is set with a starry night,
it’s not moon mansion, don’t scurry with fright,
we’ve got these weird enemies goin’ in the light,
better start that spin attack; finish that fight.
sonic be a’ cruisin’ both by night and day,
even with the blurring screen, we’ll be okay,
don’t turn left or right,
don’t go off astray, hit those speed boosts, you better run a-way.
acts 2 and 3 bring a m-ssive ship,
it’s gonna blast you to pieces, so get a grip!
move a little faster; don’t you dare trip,
if you get stuck in a pit, then give it the slip.
we’re speeding in a zone; this is the hood, super hooping,
alley-ooping, just like we should, okay,
so we’re running in a world of wood,
we’re gonna beat this place and say that we’re good.
this place is getting darker; realm of peter parker;
light is getting scarcer as we’re getting farther,
the stage’s a little harder,
rings our armor, star posts are markers, chaos in the harbor.
sonic’s a charger, graphics are larger, zooming in sharper,
running’s an ardor, we’ve got no partner,
this life is our order,
timing is harsher and our lifespan is shorter.
don’t become a martyr ’cause we’re the spring yarders,
with speed we’re a charmer, runnin’ laps ’round the mortar,
this boss, for starters,
has us playing like darters,
the level’s in disorder, our future seems starker.
yo-yo!
arms are sweaty!
why-why?
the air is heavy!
yo-yo!
keep it steady!
fight-fight!
my body is ready!
yo-yo!
finish up already!
fly-fly!
cruisin’ like a chevy!
yo-yo!
jammin’ with this medley!
bye-bye!
we’re done!
no more fretting!

- funk fiction lyrics

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