Yeah, testing, one two,
one two.
Check the frequency.
Static on the wire where the frequency is clear Spitting heavy logic,
making every detail near From the concrete corners to the basement floor
We keep it moving,
rocking till they yell for more (uh-huh)
This is the rhythm from the underground scene Keep it dusty,
keep it gritty, keep the vision clean
(yeah) Every single bar is a monument we build With the boom
and the bap and the rhythm fully filled
We don't chase the trend,
we just redefine the groove Rhodes chords chiming while the heavy speakers
move Ink on the page is like a spark to a flame
No fancy packaging, just respect for the name (woo!)
This is the rhythm from the underground scene
Keep it dusty, keep it gritty,
keep the vision clean (yeah) Every single bar is a monument we
build With the boom and the bap and the rhythm fully filled
Just the dust...
Yeah.
We out. (peace)