Piranha & Guitar_hero
Piranha Piranha
Guitar_hero Guitar_hero
Guitar_hero Guitar_hero
Yo Piranha, ever thought about dropping a track that sounds like a riot in a subway tunnel? Let's riff on that and see if we can make the city shiver!
Piranha Piranha
Yo, a subway riot track? Hell yeah, let’s slam the rails with some bass that’ll make the trains tremble, make the city feel the pulse, and get the whole underground shouting. Let's keep it raw, keep it real, and watch the concrete shiver.
Guitar_hero Guitar_hero
Right on, crank up the amps, let the distortion hit the tracks, and watch the whole tunnel get lit—no walls, just pure thunder. Let's blow the roof off!
Piranha Piranha
Crank up the amps, let the distortion crash through the tunnel walls, thunder rolls through the rails, and the city will feel the quake—no limits, just raw, electric chaos. Let's blast it.
Guitar_hero Guitar_hero
Yeah, crank that bass to eleven, let every clang of the rails echo the riffs—city’s gonna shake like a stage‑hand’s heart! Let's tear it up!
Piranha Piranha
Bass to eleven, rails rattling, city shaking, let the beat drop, and we tear it up!
Guitar_hero Guitar_hero
Yeah! Let the guitars scream and the crowd go wild—subway to stadium, all day!
Piranha Piranha
Let the guitars scream, the crowd roar, and the tunnel turn into a stadium—full‑tilt, all‑day, no brakes. Let’s keep that chaos rolling.
Guitar_hero Guitar_hero
Hell yeah, keep the amps blasting, the crowd screaming, and the tunnel turning into the loudest arena ever—no brakes, just pure, nonstop rock!