Port City drivin’ ride with me
Flying along, every second on top of the world
Yokohama drivin’ ride with me
Take root in this city my homies
Initial Y followed by MTC
My reward today’s another round of drugs seized
Today I’m on patrol, call me five-o
This city’s rules are made by me, that’s all
Resisting me means arrest, hands in cuffs
I don’t need a full verse, you’re getting no defense
The back seat’s open for you, so let’s go
In the fading sunset, dragging the suspect away
Where the roaring bass line’s the soundtrack
If you try and fight the flow, you’ll be our new sandbag
Unnecessary slander gets shut down
We are MAD TRIGGER CREW always real
Never missing a move, tactical
Setting out surrounded by the ocean breeze
Now take a taste of my full course
Port City drivin’ ride with me
Flying along, every second on top of the world
Yokohama drivin’ ride with me
Take root in this city my homies
For the sake of those no longer with us
I’m rollin’ through the city checkpoints
I’m in control of both the light and dark
All I need to polish are my shoes and skill
I won’t let anyone say it’s impossible
Yokohama’s never getting its hands on hard drugs
I’m fully aware it’s a dangerous gamble
But I’ll be attending evil’s funeral
A rifle packed with rhymes, a tough attitude
Yokohama’s strongest has no equal
Let the punchline fly, you have no place to hide
I’m locked on, pulling the Mad Trigger (MTC)
I’m always prepared to die, that’s the secret to my action
We’re leaving the junction
Samatoki, Jyuto--watch our formation
And let us prove we’re most powerful
Port City drivin’ ride with me
Flying along, every second on top of the world
Yokohama drivin’ ride with me
Take root in this city my homies
I’m ‘Hama’s player, this city’s King
No pain no game, makin’ our living
Life is not fair, it’s our time now
Area to area, it’s all our turf
If you resist you get no mercy
Grabbing the wheel and cornering the coast
I blow cigarette smoke to the breeze
Let’s go break through the boundary
Yokohama’s three-point triangle
No matter the angle, there’s no gap in our armor
The ocean breeze gets our blood pumping
It’s because of our battles that we’re here now
Sirens ring out across this port, listen carefully,
Today again I wake to another incident
Let the tailwind push you higher; it’s a bay breeze
Port City drivin’ ride with me
Flying along, every second on top of the world
Yokohama drivin’ ride with me
Take root in this city my homies