

Yeah (uh-huh)
Static on the radio,
heavy on the beat
We walk in the shadows where the two worlds meet From the
drum machine basement to the club floor peak We don't need translation
for the language we speak (never)
Can you feel the tension building in the wire?
(run it, run it)
Fuel to the spark,
setting everything on fire
That's the hip-hop heartbeat,
techno drive In the middle of the friction is where we come
alive (we alive)
That's the bassline calling from the deeper side
We spin the wheel and we shake the clay
Burning the cold from the yesterday
Step to the line and we take the crown
Nobody here is gonna slow us down
That's the hip-hop heartbeat,
techno drive In the middle of the friction is where we come
alive (yeah)
That's the bassline calling from the deeper side
Deep side...