[Intro: rising growl and glitch fills, 20–30 seconds] More than dub... turn it up... [Verse 1] Pocket full of playlists, nothing I own, A little glass rectangle running the show, The album went quiet, the track got loud, Bass in the chest of a rented crowd... [Pre-Chorus] Wait for it... wait for it... [Chorus] More than dub, let the speaker break, Feed in my pocket, night on the take, From the drop to the dirt we ride, Twenty teens in the body — stay alive! [Drop / Instrumental: long wobble, festival hit, 25–35 seconds] [Verse 2] Middle finger weather on a mountain night, Scary little monsters in the strobe light, I didn’t need a prophet, I needed a drop, The decade sold the rest and kept the low-end hot... [Pre-Chorus] Wait for it... wait for it... [Chorus] More than dub, let the speaker break, Feed in my pocket, night on the take, From the drop to the dirt we ride, Twenty teens in the body — stay alive! [Breakdown: half-time grind, then second drop] [Final Chorus] More than dub, let the speaker break... (ends on a last growl and cut)
