| 歌曲 | Turbo Charge |
| 歌手 | U-God |
| 专辑 | Golden Arms Redemption |
| Rocket on...to the break of dawn...elevation yo... | |
| (verse) | |
| Elevation smell the vibration mystique beneath the beat cave in | |
| Super freak meaty bone tones discreet goncha leave is a sweet sensation | |
| (egg is i) forsaken take over in | |
| The making live wire retire all great men | |
| Mic-pope rope-a-dope (ma-des-en) intention | |
| Broke through your fences now this is the redemption | |
| Nerve wrechin unstoppable high colossal | |
| Tonsil obstacle-able hard to true bobbin | |
| Shopping through no question | |
| Honey i'm sexual intellectual (vamp) rhyming professional | |
| Swing all the ladies in i directional potential bright clever and soft | |
| Whatever more encore the shit you adore hard | |
| [chorus] | |
| Cause its hard turbo charge and i'm doing shit my way | |
| Bon voyage shoalin dodge nigga i'm going shit my way | |
| Turbo charge nigga its hard cause i'm doing shit my way | |
| Yes its hard praise to god nigga i'm doing shit my way | |
| How it sounds now hold it down right down to the ground... | |
| (verse) | |
| Pleasure the light mic the treasure strangers in the night | |
| Can't fight the spinning (lining) of pearl from left to right | |
| Have guns (yo will) travel milky way dripping in the brisk | |
| At your own risk silver shadow | |
| That might lurk in the image in the pharaoh when the road gets narrow | |
| An hour off after hour devour with the power the background amp | |
| Wine (your mission) to the party mix champ | |
| Wu stamp genie out the lamp cramp sex position | |
| Exposition body count technician bets deep rising ask killa-shit | |
| Wax __-ize this courage of the fearless wu enterprise sent to risen | |
| Grand prize landslide pipe in holy lighting told me i'm frighten | |
| Goldie the only __ speaking that excitement | |
| [chorus] | |
| (verse) | |
| I feel the earth moving under my feet | |
| I feel the crowd come tumbling down how it sound all around now | |
| We going to party now hold it down | |
| We going to party-hardy right down to the ground | |
| [chorus] |
| Rocket on... to the break of dawn... elevation yo... | |
| verse | |
| Elevation smell the vibration mystique beneath the beat cave in | |
| Super freak meaty bone tones discreet goncha leave is a sweet sensation | |
| egg is i forsaken take over in | |
| The making live wire retire all great men | |
| Micpope ropeadope madesen intention | |
| Broke through your fences now this is the redemption | |
| Nerve wrechin unstoppable high colossal | |
| Tonsil obstacleable hard to true bobbin | |
| Shopping through no question | |
| Honey i' m sexual intellectual vamp rhyming professional | |
| Swing all the ladies in i directional potential bright clever and soft | |
| Whatever more encore the shit you adore hard | |
| chorus | |
| Cause its hard turbo charge and i' m doing shit my way | |
| Bon voyage shoalin dodge nigga i' m going shit my way | |
| Turbo charge nigga its hard cause i' m doing shit my way | |
| Yes its hard praise to god nigga i' m doing shit my way | |
| How it sounds now hold it down right down to the ground... | |
| verse | |
| Pleasure the light mic the treasure strangers in the night | |
| Can' t fight the spinning lining of pearl from left to right | |
| Have guns yo will travel milky way dripping in the brisk | |
| At your own risk silver shadow | |
| That might lurk in the image in the pharaoh when the road gets narrow | |
| An hour off after hour devour with the power the background amp | |
| Wine your mission to the party mix champ | |
| Wu stamp genie out the lamp cramp sex position | |
| Exposition body count technician bets deep rising ask killashit | |
| Wax __ize this courage of the fearless wu enterprise sent to risen | |
| Grand prize landslide pipe in holy lighting told me i' m frighten | |
| Goldie the only __ speaking that excitement | |
| chorus | |
| verse | |
| I feel the earth moving under my feet | |
| I feel the crowd come tumbling down how it sound all around now | |
| We going to party now hold it down | |
| We going to partyhardy right down to the ground | |
| chorus |