[Verse 1: CB97]
Yeah
Illuminated by the light on my laptop
Chop chop, I'm cooking up a hot pot
Spitting rap like Skepta after gaining inspiration
Ooh, I say thanks to my team
Always with me, J.One and SPEARB
We spend all night composing
Until we complete a good piece of work
I do it for the fam, I do it for the team
Yeah, I do it with my hands
I'm working hard for my team members
3RACHA, explosive bomb
Writing our respective verses
Riding the beat and the rhythm
Our styles are so different but we match so well
We are one explosion

[Pre-Chorus: CB97, SPEARB, J.One]
Listen up, I'm pretty sure you heard wrong
I said ninjas, fam, I think you misheard
'Cause I represent and I show respect
To all people in the whole world
Until the three of us grow up
Until 3RACHA becomes more stable
You what, mate? You can't stop us
[Chorus: CB97, J.One, SPEARB]
Pick up the pace
Until we're satisfied, we'll keep going up
Pick up the pace
Step on the accelerator, we won't stop even at traffic lights
Pick up the pace
There's no need for our lyrics to seem relaxing
Pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace

[Verse 2: J.One]
We spit out a lot of rhymes
Many lyrics and many ideas
We seem to have written the most lyrics
We always carry out our tracks, receiving huge certifications for our results
When making your choice, can you handle 3RACHA?

[Verse 3: J.One]
CB97 sets down the tracks like a red carpet at a movie festival
Feeling up while walking on it
Sent the lyrics again, texter
Like a producer
Maybe I run in a book
I didn't like it so I stayed in the recording room
Tapping my pen and making revisions
[Pre-Chorus: SPEARB, J.One]
Continuing to make up
For the lacking rap
Filling it with SPEARB's influence and CB97's skill
Making it tough
Selling a lot in one place
It's time to lay down the results now
(Time)
(Time)
(Time)

[Chorus: CB97, J.One, SPEARB]
Pick up the pace
Until we're satisfied, we'll keep going up
Pick up the pace
Step on the accelerator, we won't stop even at traffic lights
Pick up the pace
There's no need for our lyrics to seem relaxing
Pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace

[Verse 4: SPEARB]
I have a good feeling, it's the first thing that comes to my mind
I can't stop from myself from spending the weekends like Mondays, give me an award, alright
CB's tracks, today also crush on b
I don't know how to hit hard with lyrics
One, two, punchline, knockdown
I spend my weekends playing rough with words, thinking about how listeners will be captured
Let me think about it
What do I have to gain from making songs all day?
When will I stop trying to keep my dignity, walking up the opposite road, wearing my hat low on my head?
My shoes are crumpled, I had to drink the outside air
Look around at the world, you've been through a lot, CB and J.One, go rest a little
J.One
[Pre-Chorus: J.One, SPEARB]
We don't delay, it's impossible for us to stay away from the fun of creativity
Somebody says when you grow up, but that grown up is me right now
If Earth is destroyed tomorrow, answer me, what you gon' do?
You might hesitate at the edge of happiness, but don't worry

[Chorus: CB97, J.One, SPEARB]
Pick up the pace
Until we're satisfied, we'll keep going up
Pick up the pace
Step on the accelerator, we won't stop even at traffic lights
Pick up the pace
There's no need for our lyrics to seem relaxing
Pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace
Pick up the pace