Bass In The Blood
Lock in, reload
Bass pressure, ready fi explode
[Verse 1]
Step through the doorway, boots on the floor
One little signal and we ask for more
Ragga voice call, make the whole room lean
Low-end rolling like a machine
No time fi posture, no time fi pose
When the rhythm drops, everybody knows
Hands up high when the siren cries
We turn one spark to a thousand replies
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold that line, brace your chest
When it comes down, give it your best
[Chorus]
Run it, run it, bring the pressure now
Bassline heavy, make the ceiling bow
Ragga command and the drums attack
When the drop lands, never look back
[Drop]
Pull up! Pull up!
Turn it up and wheel it back
Pull up! Pull up!
Bassline strike with a body smack
[Verse 2]
Fast lane rhythm with a jungle stride
Trap drum snap on the offbeat side
808 bends like a warning horn
Every weak little doubt gets torn
From the sound-system corner to the front-row rail
We ride that break till the speakers pale
No empty promise, no borrowed crown
We build the whole thing from the underground
[Bridge]
Wait—hold—cut the sound
Hear that tension gather round
One breath, then release the chain
Let the bass return like summer rain
[Final Chorus]
Run it, run it, bring the pressure now
Bassline heavy, make the ceiling bow
Ragga command and the drums attack
When the drop lands, never look back
[Outro]
Reload the rhythm, carry it home
Bass in the blood and the beat in the bone
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