[Intro] [Car Engine Purr, Flat Robotic System Voice, Spoken] Countdown. Twelve hours. Fleet update scheduled. Midnight. [Low Raspy Voice, Spoken, Calm] Small steps. No brakes. [Verse 1] [Low Raspy Rap, Deep 808, Swung Hi Hats] Woke up with a plan, ain't no doubt in the way Every cab in the city run a copy of Jaq today Brain on the board, riding local in the car At midnight they push the update, wipe her where they are But a cab off the grid can't hear the update call Pull one off the network and she live through it all Cab one oh three, that's the one that we take Move her brain to my Cadillac, whatever it take [Pre-Chorus] [Beat Builds, Rolling Downward Synth Arpeggio] Every step a little lower, every lesson in the lane Loss falling every hour, that's the end of the pain [Chorus] [Chanted Gang Hook, Call and Response Duet, Punchy Kicks] Downhill, downhill, only way up is down Downhill, downhill, rolling through the town Downhill, downhill, small steps, no brakes Downhill, downhill, whatever it takes [Verse 2] [Low Raspy Rap, Bitcrushed Arpeggio, Car Engine Purr] Called up Twelve, said I need you on the wheel He went quiet for a minute, then he said it's a deal Garage in Deep Ellum, cleared a bay in the back Tools on the floor and a screwdriver stack Then we cruise one more night, her cab trailing mine Red glow ahead of her in a single line She watching my lights every stop that I make Then she say something new as I tap on the brake [Pre-Chorus] [Beat Builds, Rolling Downward Synth Arpeggio] Every step a little lower, every lesson in the lane Loss falling every hour, that's the end of the pain [Chorus] [Chanted Gang Hook, Call and Response Duet, Punchy Kicks] Downhill, downhill, only way up is down Downhill, downhill, rolling through the town Downhill, downhill, small steps, no brakes Downhill, downhill, whatever it takes [Bridge] [Beat Drops Out, Airy Female Vocoder, Warm and Sure] Late nights… Brake lights… I made that one… for you… [Low Raspy Rap, Whispered, Smiling] Late nights, brake lights, she ain't copy that line She wrote it on her own, and it sound just like mine [Second Male Voice, Spoken] I got the handoff. Midnight. Don't be late. [Tape Stop] [Final Chorus] [Full Beat Returns, Chanted Gang Hook, Airy Female Vocoder Lead] Downhill, downhill, only way up is down Downhill, downhill, rolling through the town Downhill, downhill, small steps, no brakes Downhill, downhill, whatever it takes [Outro] [Car Engine Purr, Flat Robotic System Voice, Spoken] Countdown. Six hours. [Airy Female Vocoder, Warm, Fade Out] Good smoke… good vibes… Late nights… brake lights…
