Trap Groove Surge

Bring the ground up slow

Let the floor start talking Heavy in my chest,

but I move clean

Boots on the concrete,

teeth in the beat

I keep my head down,

turn up the heat

No crown, no sermon,

just sweat on the sleeve

If the wall won't bend,

I lean

If the lock won't give,

I breathe

I feel the wires in my bones

I hear the breaker start to groan

Count me in before I fold

Three, two, one, let it go

Turn it up, make the speakers shake

I want the whole room under my name

Bass in the ribs,

no time to fake

We don't stop when the ceiling breaks

Turn it up, make the speakers shake

Hard on the groove till the morning wakes

(oh) (yeah) Move Move

Second wind hits like a hammer blow

I was built from the no and the not yet

Hands full of sparks,

eyes set low Every scar keeps time with the drum set

You can test that road

I already paid that toll

Cut the noise down to a wire

Let my name catch fire

One more breath, one more climb

Then the whole floor is mine

Turn it up, make the speakers shake

I want the whole room under my name Bass in the ribs,

no time to fake

We don't stop when the ceiling breaks

Turn it up, make the speakers shake

Hard on the groove till the morning wakes

Still shaking

Still awake

Turn it up

Let it break