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(grooooove) Walking down the asphalt,
concrete burning through my sole Another day in the valley,
trying to keep control (yeah) Got the dial tuned to ninety-three point
nine Just trying to find a rhythm,
trying to make it mine
And the heat is rising up from the street
(turn it up)
Underneath the weight of the concrete beat
Break the surface, feel the dust fly high!
(fly high) Underneath the golden haze of the sky!
We don't bend, we don't break,
we just ride!
With the heavy-weight bass on our side!
Palm trees casting long shadows on the lane Everybody's looking for a
way to mask the pain
(mask the pain)
We spin the wheel,
turn the bass up to ten Just to feel the rattle,
then we do it all again
And the heat is rising up from the street (turn it up)
Underneath the weight of the concrete beat
Break the surface, feel the dust fly high!
(fly high) Underneath the golden haze of the sky!
We don't bend, we don't break,
we just ride!
With the heavy-weight bass on our side!
Go!
(get down) Push it back,
push it down, feel the ground shake!
How much pressure can the structural frame take?
(gimme that, gimme that)
Break the surface, feel the dust fly high!
(fly high) Underneath the golden haze of the sky!
We don't bend, we don't break,
we just ride!
With the heavy-weight bass on our side!
Yeah,
just ride it out...
Cali sun
sinking low... (shhhhh)