

Down low,
we take the floor
Lock in,
give me more
Boot to the concrete,
shake the frame
Whole room leaning when I say my name
Hands up high but your head stays mean
We move like smoke through the red machine
No mercy rhythm, no wasted breath
Ride that line till there's nothing left
Hold that heat
under my skin
Wait for the weight to pull us in
One more second, grind that wire Breathe in deep for the fire
Drop with me Take that sound
Bass on your chest
Face to the ground
Drop with me
Break that room
All night long
We consume Steel in the air and dust in my mouth
North side pressure, drag it all south
Teeth on the beat,
let the walls bend back
Run this line on a ruthless track Push,
don't stop Push, don't stop
Still in it
Still in it Low and hard Low and hard