late night, I move through everything pressure on my back but I don’t feel anything kick snare pattern in my head when I step boom bap rhythm every breath I kept I don’t run, I push through the sound 808 sliding while the world spins round 4 on the floor but my heart on swing boom bap ghost in the way I sing city lights blur when I shift that pace phonk drift engine in a low end space snare hits back on the offbeat ride I stay in motion, no place to hide they try chase but I cut right through boom bap bounce in the things I do lo-fi haze when the past comes near but I accelerate, disappear I don’t run, I move through everything kick snare bounce when the synths still sing house pulse steady but the groove stays rough boom bap layer makes it hit so tough 808 bends like a metal wave drift through chaos, I don’t behave no escape, I don’t slow down I break through walls without a sound
