Sound voice, stand clear Blowin' pressure in your ear Sub-Base soldier reappear When the kick drum knock, the crowd cheer Cheer, cheer, cheer, cheer, cheer We're here, we're here, we're here Pressure incoming Weight on the floor Blind rumbling Shaking the core Red light blinking When the cone gets tight Whole thoughts locked In the dark of the night Underground flavor Strictly rock tone UKG swing with a breakbeat soul Built for the rave For the heads that know Bass line speaking When the words stay low Sound extra Feel that pressure Ground rage low Four to the floor with the shuffle twists Snare from the break, make the neck resist Whistle crew call when the drop goes My hands go higher when the sub goes bad No long story, just weight and tone Few sharp hooks in the baseline zone Less man talking, more co- Sound system for the Chill down Pressure Pressure We'll be right back.
