Take A Grip
Yeah, look 145 on the dash, move back Shht, no talkin', let the 808 blast (Look, listen) Steppin' in the dark, double cup full of lead Talkin' big numbers while they talk in their bed Got the block on lock, keep the pressure on high Every single move made under shadow of the sky No weakness shown, we don't clear no debt Every single word spoken put a whole gang in threat Move fast, step sharp, keep the focus on gold Half these fake snakes sell their soul to be told Count it up, stack it high, never look down Heavy weight on the chest, who hold the crown? Build the tension up, hear the static in the air When the beat break down, ain't nobody gonna spare Heavy bass hit the floor, break the whole scene Every move calculated, dominant and mean Fast hats rollin', snares snappin' like a whip Unstoppable force, never slip, never trip Heavy bass hit the floor, break the whole scene Every move calculated, dominant and mean Fast hats rollin', snares snappin' like a whip We run this city, take a grip, take a grip Ridin' through the night with the squad in the back No brake light, just a path on the track Cut the small talk, put the cash in the vault If you cross the line, it's your own damn fault Built from the gravel, raised in the grime Never ask permission when it's payback time Dark synth ringing, heavy pressure in the room Every single track we drop sounding like doom Heavy bass hit the floor, break the whole scene Every move calculated, dominant and mean Fast hats rollin', snares snappin' like a whip Unstoppable force, never slip, never trip Heavy bass hit the floor, break the whole scene Every move calculated, dominant and mean Fast hats rollin', snares snappin' like a whip We run this city, take a grip, take a grip 145 BPM, chest heavy, lights out Nothin' left to say, nothing left to doubt Yeah... Fade to black.
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[Интро] Yeah, look 145 on the dash, move back Shht, no talkin', let the 808 blast (Look, listen) [Куплет 1] Steppin' in the dark, double cup full of lead Talkin' big numbers while they talk in their bed Got the block on lock, keep the pressure on high Every single move made under shadow of the sky No weakness shown, we don't clear no debt Every single word spoken put a whole gang in threat Move fast, step sharp, keep the focus on gold Half these fake snakes sell their soul to be told [Предприпев] Count it up, stack it high, never look down Heavy weight on the chest, who hold the crown? Build the tension up, hear the static in the air When the beat break down, ain't nobody gonna spare [Припев] Heavy bass hit the floor, break the whole scene Every move calculated, dominant and mean Fast hats rollin', snares snappin' like a whip Unstoppable force, never slip, never trip Heavy bass hit the floor, break the whole scene Every move calculated, dominant and mean Fast hats rollin', snares snappin' like a whip We run this city, take a grip, take a grip [Куплет 2] Ridin' through the night with the squad in the back No brake light, just a path on the track Cut the small talk, put the cash in the vault If you cross the line, it's your own damn fault Built from the gravel, raised in the grime Never ask permission when it's payback time Dark synth ringing, heavy pressure in the room Every single track we drop sounding like doom [Припев] Heavy bass hit the floor, break the whole scene Every move calculated, dominant and mean Fast hats rollin', snares snappin' like a whip Unstoppable force, never slip, never trip Heavy bass hit the floor, break the whole scene Every move calculated, dominant and mean Fast hats rollin', snares snappin' like a whip We run this city, take a grip, take a grip [Аутро] 145 BPM, chest heavy, lights out Nothin' left to say, nothing left to doubt Yeah... Fade to black.
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