[Verse]
Beats drop, quick wit, bars spittin' fast,
Bouncing off the walls, rhythm's a blast,
Kicks and snares, like sonic daredevils,
Basslines dirty, digging deep like shovels.
[Chorus]
Ride the wave of the drum and the bass,
Energy surge, feel the pulse in your face,
Rhythmic tsunami, getting hearts racing,
In the groove, with no time for pacing.
[Verse 2]
Spitfire lyrics, hot on the mic,
Rapid flow, striking, like a lightning spike,
Crowd goes wild, moving in sync,
Bodies vibrating, no time to think.
[Chorus]
Ride the wave of the drum and the bass,
Energy surge, feel the pulse in your face,
Rhythmic tsunami, getting hearts racing,
In the groove, with no time for pacing.
[Bridge]
Synths intertwine, melodies obscure,
Soundwaves crashing, raw and pure,
High-octane rush, fueled by beats,
In the zone, where rhythm and passion meet.
[Chorus]
Ride the wave of the drum and the bass,
Energy surge, feel the pulse in your face,
Rhythmic tsunami, getting hearts racing,
In the groove, with no time for pacing.