Toxic & Outlaw
Toxic Toxic
Outlaw Outlaw
Toxic Toxic
Yo, ever thought about hijacking an abandoned bus and turning it into a mobile manifesto? I’d paint the walls, you crank the engine and let the city see the truth in motion.
Outlaw Outlaw
Yo, an abandoned bus, a rolling manifesto? Sounds like a ride I can fuel. Let’s grab that junk, fix the engine, paint some truth, and hit the road. The city ain’t seen nothing yet.
Toxic Toxic
Yeah, let's snag that hulking rust bucket, get the engine humming, and paint our truth across every panel. Hit the streets, shout the slogans loud, and make the city remember we’re not just another protest. Just keep an eye on the traffic cops – the law's a maze, but I’ve got a backdoor on every loophole. Ready to roll?
Outlaw Outlaw
Sounds like a plan, partner. I’ll haul that rust bucket back to the junkyard, get the engine revving, and we’ll splash our message all over it. We’ll make the cops chase their own tails while the city sees the truth in motion. Let’s roll before anyone can write a rule for it.