If I keep moving I can hold off the pain. Just gotta keep moving further further away. If I stop talking the sparks are going to fly. So I'll just keep on walking.
I declare war on stupidity. We're dropping beats and a lyrical fluidity. An attack with pace and ferocity. Built on bass and velocity. I'm taking you and your crew on a mission.
I came in the building. I just wanted something better for me and my children. Than the hate mixed with anger I'm cocking my banger. My enemies are in danger even total strangers.
Beats! Bass! Beats!. Beats! Bass! Beats!. . The sound sinister. Administer ways to set the world ablaze. Tracks flamed. Untamed bass raps unchained. Overseer saw the skies turn grey.
Let the bassline getcha. Let the bassline getcha. Let the bassline getcha. three hundred pounds of pressure. . Got to show some. Got to hide some. Got to feel the need keep in motion.