S4.

(Intro) D-double dimensions, digital disorder, Dream dealers, drum killers, dark corridor. Dedicated demons with devotion to sound, Different type of dynasty when the S4's pound. (Verse 1) Deep in the den where the decadence dwell, A damaged little heaven where the distorted yell. We don’t drift we develop through the difficult days, Drowning doubt in distortion and dimensional bass. Now Chaddar got the Overwatch vision on lock, Drone-eyed, downloading every move on the block. Detailed with the data, never dropping the feed, Defending every dreamer with a dangerous creed. Then Fades 2 Red bring the firestarter disease, Diesel in the dialogue, ignite the debris. Dipped in destruction but designed for the art, Turn a dead room to a detonation start. And the Queen of Chaos, yeah Fucken Princess reign, Diamond-crowned disorder dancing wild in the rain. Devilish demeanor but devoted to the crew, Drop a dirty little grin and the dimension break through. Then Peaceful Avatar bring peace through the dread, Calm in the distortion when the dialogue spread. While the demons move reckless and the dark hearts war, They deliver divine balance to the soul of S4. (Hook) D’s in the dialogue, drums in the dark, Driven by the damage, let the dreamers embark. Different dispositions but the destiny blend, Dedicated to the music till the daylight end. We the downtown drifters with divine DNA, Danger in the rhythm every time that we play. From the dust to the digital, we destined to rise, D-coded family with the devil in the vibes. (Verse 2) Now Danger overlord, got the voltage possessed, Direct current pulse pounding deep in the chest. Detonate the decks with the dynamic display, Drop thunder on the doubters every damn day. Urban Tech cowboy coded rugged and sleek, Dust on the denim with the digital speech. Drive through dimensions where the outlaws glide, Double-barrel downloads on a downtown ride. Then N-S-T-R-L move authoritative and cold, Directive type demeanor with a dominant hold. Designing every detail like a disciplined don, Deep-state conductor when the dawn come on. Then Chyld D’Levanto move Mod with precision and grace, Digital director with a dangerous taste. Morph the whole dimension when the dialogue drag, Make disorder look divine with the flick of a hand. Mode-switch mastermind, never missing the beat, Deep coded charisma with the venomous speech. Drop calm in the chaos when the deadlines bend, The mod of the madness keeping demons as friends. And Melody..... damn, he the delicate drift, The diamond in the dissonance, celestial gift. Delivering harmonies that dissolve all the stress, Like a dove through the distortion in a blood-red sunset. (Bridge) Different souls, one devotion, one drum, one drive, Through the dirt and distortion we discover alive. No division in the distance when the decibels rise, Just a dangerous family with delirious minds. (Final Verse) Decoded in the DNA of the demos we made, Every demo got devotion every debt got paid. From depressing little nights to delirious applause, We developed our direction without dealing in flaws. This ain’t a disorder, it’s a dominant dream, A disconnected generation building digital schemes. Deep-rooted devotion to the dangerous sound, Where the damned become divine when the bass come around. So here’s to the deviants devoted to art, The daylight drunks with the deadliest hearts. A dynasty drafted from distortion and pain Forever dropping D’s till they remember the name.