[Intro] Late-night drift, shadows cut through the glow, Streetlight flicker, the tempo’s low. No rush, no fuss, just a steady grind, Ultra Grime mode—one of a kind. [Verse 1] Silk in my step, but the words hit sharp, Paint vivid scenes like a streetlight spark. Cool as the breeze, but the fire runs deep, Every bar’s a promise that the real ones keep. Turntables spinning, the rhythm’s raw, Style’s so slick, leave ‘em stuck in awe. No flash, just grit, a timeless vibe, Ultra Grime’s the pulse where the culture thrives. [Chorus] It’s that smooth heat, cool edge on the line, Ultra Grime steady, cutting through time. Clean but lethal, like the calm before rain, Once the beat drops, it’s a runaway train. [Verse 2] Drums hit low, like a heartbeat’s hum, Bassline rolling like the city I’m from. No need for gold when the words shine bright, Ultra Grime glow in the dead of the night. Swagger in the step, but the flow stays real, Every line’s a layer you can touch and feel. No need to shout when the cool cuts loud, Make waves underground, now we’re drawing a crowd. [Bridge] Echoes of the past meet the future’s sound, Ultra Grime threads where the lost are found. No chains, no rules, just the rhythm and grit, Every verse a jewel, every track’s a hit. [Chorus] It’s that smooth heat, cool edge on the line, Ultra Grime steady, cutting through time. Clean but lethal, like the calm before rain, Once the beat drops, it’s a runaway train. [Outro] Lights fade slow, but the rhythm won’t stop, Ultra Grime flow, always rising to the top. Chill in the stance, but the fire’s on show, This is next-gen grime—now you know.