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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Midnight creeping through the city block, watching how the heavy basslines lock. Steady rhythm on the digital clock, make the whole foundation start to rock. We don't chase the trend, we set the pace, phantom moving in a quiet space. Heavy low-end vibrating the place, leaving nothing but a subtle trace. Hold up, look, the modern empire falls, while the echo bounces off the walls. Answer only when the concrete calls, writing destiny in shadow halls. No rush on the throttle, let it slide, checking everything we keep inside. Cruising slowly on this midnight ride, with the frequency as our guide. [Chorus] We ain't in no rush, we just slow down. (Yeah, slow it down) Let the 808 rattle through the whole town. (Through the town) Tinted windows up, we the kings now. (We the kings now) Hear the snap and the clap when we roll 'round. (Roll 'round) We ain't in no rush, we just slow down. Let the 808 rattle through the whole town. Tinted windows up, we the kings now. Hear the snap and the clap when we roll 'round. [Verse 2] Static humming on the power line, everything aligned and looking fine. Dark aesthetics by our own design, step across the simulated line. Listen closely to the snare attack, cutting sharp across the audio track. Moving forward, never looking back, keeping all the focus tight and black. Deep compression on the vocal chain, standing steady through the digital rain. Nothing lost and nothing left to gain, ruling over this entire domain. Step back, let the sub-bass breathe, see the complex texture that we weave. Absolute precision we achieve, more than what the doubters could believe. [Chorus] We ain't in no rush, we just slow down. Let the 808 rattle through the whole town. Tinted windows up, we the kings now. Hear the snap and the clap when we roll 'round.