

DJ Arshan
Drop it low, make the room ignite
Bassline cuts clean through the night
Hold that charge, don't let it fall
We move like steel,
we take it all (yeah)
I ride the grid with a measured hand
Cold black glass and a low-end plan
Every turn makes the speakers bend
Then the groove breaks open again
Hands up when the pressure climbs
Sharp like chrome in perfect time
One breath, then the floor lets go
(come on)
Step in clean, no noise in the lows Kick stays soft while
the pressure grows Bassline flips when I cut through the lane Guitar
bites back, then we switch up again Fast little breaks,
then the drop returns Dark side heat while the whole room burns
Back to the surge,
back to the drive
Cut the air, keep the floor alive (yeah)
Feel the weight, let it breathe
Hold the line underneath
One more rise, one more fall
We come back louder than all DJ Arshan
Drop it low, make the room ignite
Bassline cuts clean
through the night
Hold that charge, don't let it fall
We move like steel,
we take it all (hey)