Lyrics

[Verse]
Whip grind like tires on the Tarantino,
Blindside, moving fast, speaking the lingo,
Hitting beats, them breaks feel primo,
Night moves, shine bright like casino.

[Chorus]
Heavy hit on Jersey, bassline dirty,
Street lights blurry, never slow, no worry,
Corner block sturdy, in the mix, wild fury,
Dance to the rhythm, ain't no need for a jury.

[Verse 2]
Concrete jungle, steps quick like a cheetah,
Got the moves, you know, faster than a Visa,
Sound banging, deeper than the Mariana,
Wave high, cresting like a high drama.

[Bridge]
Echoes in the city, nights be gritty,
Steady on patrol, my rhymes stay witty,
Blazing trails, no place for pity,
Rhythms in the veins, flow so nitty-gritty.

[Chorus]
Heavy hit on Jersey, bassline dirty,
Street lights blurry, never slow, no worry,
Corner block sturdy, in the mix, wild fury,
Dance to the rhythm, ain't no need for a jury.

[Verse 3]
Pop culture, warp speed, call it Sci-Fi,
Stories of the street, sharper than a samurai,
Caught in the beat, you know we multiply,
Bouncing to the hit, never question why.