[Verse]
Thunderclap thoughts, my brain on percussion,
808 heartbeats, a seismic eruption.
Snakes in the grass, I’m the mower in motion,
Swimming through chaos, my grind’s an ocean.
[Chorus]
Drop the bass, let it quake, let it rattle,
Every hit a cannon, every snare a battle.
Hands up, can’t stop, we the revelry,
Bassline reverie, bassline reverie.
[Verse 2]
Trap doors open, I’m the phantom in the smoke,
Twisting up reality, my mind’s a kaleidoscope.
Synths scream sharp, like sirens in a maze,
Lost in the rhythm, I’m a shadow ablaze.
[Bridge]
Spin it back, rewind, double-time, then slow,
Beat drops heavy, feel the undertow.
Hats slice air, the snare’s a whip crack,
Riding on the rhythm, never looking back.
[Chorus]
Drop the bass, let it quake, let it rattle,
Every hit a cannon, every snare a battle.
Hands up, can’t stop, we the revelry,
Bassline reverie, bassline reverie.