Barry Benson at the top, once the king of Vespucci,
Left the throne behind, now he's cruisin', feelin' free,
Change of pace, no more chains, just the roar of the beast,
Leader of the pack, watch him rise, never cease.
We ride in the night, under the moon’s cold light,
The Already Dead MC, ready for a fight,
From the shadows, we creep, in the wind, we breathe,
We’re the kings of the road, no fear, no need.
Irish at his side, the VP, no lie,
Barry’s right-hand man, got that look in his eye,
Edbert’s the brains, keeps the gears all in line,
Running the show, making sure we shine.
Shang’s the shooter, top-tier, never miss,
Loyal to the crown, in the shadows, he exists,
Ziggy was a cop, now he rides with us,
Found a new home, in the roar and the dust.
We ride in the night, under the moon’s cold light,
The Already Dead MC, ready for a fight,
From the shadows, we creep, in the wind, we breathe,
We’re the kings of the road, no fear, no need.
Kelly Dean, sergeant at arms, keeps the fire lit,
Guns flowin’ through, never quits, never sits,
Finn’s the tail gunner, always got your back,
Ready with the steel, ready to attack.
Rue’s the secretary, might drink a bit too much,
But when it’s time to lock in, she’s the first to clutch,
Cora Star’s the enforcer, with a smile so sweet,
But cross her once, and she’ll put you beneath.
We ride in the night, under the moon’s cold light,
The Already Dead MC, ready for a fight,
From the shadows, we creep, in the wind, we breathe,
We’re the kings of the road, no fear, no need.
Little Cap’s the sound, the rhythm of our crew,
Brings the beats to life, keeps the vibe true,
Fey’s the wild one, maybe more than she seems,
Cross her wrong, and you’re done, not just in your dreams.
Theo’s the shadow, a ghost in the crowd,
Seems like a civ, but her silence is loud,
Benny Razer’s the joke, on his 5th lung they say,
But push him too hard, and you’ll regret that play.
TJ Walker, Barry’s son, the Dark Prince of crime,
Once a cop, now a legend, gone before his time,
He walked the line between the law and the street,
Now his legacy lives on, where shadows and crime meet.
Jessi Adler, the Warlord, fierce as a storm,
Clapped Ramee many times, left her mark, left her form,
But a cop took her down, so we went and fucked them up,
In her name, we ride, never gonna give up.
We ride in the night, under the moon’s cold light,
The Already Dead MC, ready for a fight,
From the shadows, we creep, in the wind, we breathe,
We’re the kings of the road, no fear, no need.
We ride as one, the Already Dead,
Through the streets we roam, where angels fear to tread,
Our hearts are cold, but our engines are hot,
We’re the kings of the road, ready or not.
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