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Verse 1: Yo, we in the garage, wrenches in hand, Fixing up rides, making 'em grand. From the engine to the wheels, we got the plan, Revving up dreams, we're the car doctors, man. Chorus: We’re the kings of the torque, lords of the grease, Every car we touch, we bring to peace. From the muscle to the mini, every beast, Rolling out the shop, on the streets released. Verse 2: Got the diagnostics, tech on point, From the spark to the fuel, joints to the joints. Tune-ups, oil changes, we never disappoint, Precision in our craft, every car anointed. Chorus: We’re the kings of the torque, lords of the grease, Every car we touch, we bring to peace. From the muscle to the mini, every beast, Rolling out the shop, on the streets released. Bridge: Late nights under the hood, dirty hands, Every engine tells a story, understands. We breathe life into metal, it expands, On the highways and the byways, in all the lands. Chorus: We’re the kings of the torque, lords of the grease, Every car we touch, we bring to peace. From the muscle to the mini, every beast, Rolling out the shop, on the streets released. Outro: So next time your ride’s feeling kinda weak, Bring it to us, we’re the fix you seek. Automechanics, masters at peak, In the garage, every day of the week.