Underground Groove

Bassline thumping, it’s the heart of the block

Brick walls breathing, every corner got a clock

Time ticking, spit quick, rhythms in my socks

Concrete jungle, I’m the shadow that talks

Heart colder than a freezer full of old sins

Ego sharp enough to cut through the thin skin

Night fog creeping, headlights stay dim

World’s a roulette wheel, and I’m betting to win

Bassline, bassline, it’s all in the bassline

Heartbeat of the hustle, it’s moving in my mind

Bassline, bassline, can’t leave it behind

Every step, every breath, it’s the pulse I find

Rhyme schemes slicker than oil spills on ice

Broke bread with wolves, gambled lives with dice

City lights flicker, turn gold to a vice

Life’s a bad magician, always pulling tricks twice

Every bar’s a blade, slicing through the static

Bassline’s a spell, got the crowd ecstatic

Rhymes bounce heavy, semi-automatic

Paint the picture vivid, though the canvas is erratic

Thud-thud, hear it echo in the chest

Beat pounds harder than the stress I digest

Bassline whispers secrets, leaves me obsessed

It’s the rhythm of survival, my personal quest