Bassline Chronicles

Yeah, we rise from the concrete

No sleep under these streetlights

I paint the pictures

that you never get to see

Every single block, every broken pedigree

Rising from the dust,

yeah we claim the pedigree They tried to lock the gates but

we found the hidden key Now we're breaking through the ceiling,

setting spirits free (let's go)

We don't bow down,

we don't fade away

We are the storm that is coming today (yeah!) We don't bow

down, we don't fade away

Calculated steps, we don't move on a whim

Kept my head high when the lights got dim

Now the bassline shakes every single limb

From the deep end,

watch us sink or swim (watch us fly)

We don't bow down,

we don't fade away

We are the storm that is coming today (yeah!) We don't bow

down, we don't fade away

We fade, but the bass remains (hmmmm) Through

the struggle, through the pains