[Intro] (Atmospheric city hum, sound of a car remote chirping) (Heavy 808 bass pulse starts) [Verse 1 - Male Rap] Monday morning, alarm hitting like a freight train Back to the office, yeah, we’re dealing with the same pain Fluorescent lights flickering above my head Counting down the minutes while the emails spread Boss on my back, yeah, the coffee’s getting cold But I got a vision that’s a thousand times as bold Locked in the system from nine until five Just a ghost in the hallway trying to feel alive. [Verse 2 - Deep Voice Male Rap] Tuesday, Wednesday, yeah, the pressure starts to climb Me and the brothers, we’re just biding our time Thursdays are the hardest, we can almost taste the night Thinking 'bout the chrome and the way it catches light Then Friday hits the clock, yeah, the cage door swings Throw away the tie, now we’re doing bigger things Swap the work shoes for the ones that really shine Step into the garage, yeah, it’s finally my time. [Pre-Chorus - Female Vocals] The sun is sinking low, the city starts to glow Leave the stress behind, let the rhythm take control (Echo: "Take control...") [Chorus - Female Vocals] Flying through the night, no one standing in our way We’re the kings of the city, till the breaking of the day Catch us in the club, yeah, we’re running the game Nothing’s gonna stop us, they’re gonna know the name. [Verse 3 - Male Rap] Engine's breathing fire, hear the turbo start to hiss Hitting every green light, this is pure nocturnal bliss Pull up to the entrance, yeah, the valet knows the squad Walking past the line like we’re local street gods Bottle service waiting, sparking lights in the dark Spending like it’s water, yeah, we’re leaving our mark No limits, no boundaries, we’re owning the floor When the world says stop, we just ask for more. [Bridge - Female Vocals & Male Ad-libs] (Female) We’re untouchable, we’re golden (Male) Yeah, we never folding! (Female) High on the life that we’ve stolen (Male) The city is ours! (Extreme 808 Bass Drop - Instrumental Chaos) [Outro] (V8 engine revving, tires screeching softly) (Female vocals fading: "Kings of the city... till the sun comes up...") (Deep sub-bass heartbeat) [End]
