Bassline Barrage (v.2)

[Verse]
Stomp through the block, boots heavy as anvils
Spit heat, magma in the veins, volcanic spills
Every bar a shrapnel, cuts through the static
Rhymes acrobatic, flips like gymnastics

Hood’s a jungle, hear the sirens serenade
Crooked paths where the shadows love to cascade
Double time thoughts, brain racing like a rally
Ink bleeds truths, no fairy-tale valley

[Chorus]
Bassline barrage, hearts pound to the rhythm
Kicks hit harder than the weight of a system
Drums go savage, syncopation collision
World spins darker, but I’m sharp with precision

Bassline barrage, can’t run, can’t hide
The beat’s a tsunami, and we’re surfing the tide

[Verse 2]
Flicker of streetlights, hope’s dimmer than a matchstick
Dreams in the gutter, but my pen’s doing backflips
Lungs full of smog, still I breathe out the scriptures
Urban decay paints these visceral pictures

Hands on the clock tap-dance with impatience
Life’s a roulette, but I’m done with rotations
Cement symphony, the orchestra of despair
Every kick drum’s a heartbeat, keeps me aware