Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer ...Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer a rebellious rock energy. Male vocals sail on fast-paced rhythm breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Jangly bass @ 2'13 is joined by rousing voices. Explosive passion.歌词
You can run the distance, You're the apple of my eye, Build up resistance like a desert running dry, Holding onto business, it might be the last time, I swear to God that you would make angels cry.
You're the voice of reason, I'm the compromise, And all you need to know is, You’re a hero in my eyes, You're the face I see when, I'm blinded by the light, I just want you to know that, You’re a hero in my eyes.
Uh oh, we're back here once again, We must've missed the turn, I start to backpedal my head, But nothing seems to work, Who’s there knocking on my door, Rattling my cage? Wish I could see right through the walls, I guess I'll have to wait.
Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer ...Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer a rebellious rock energy. Breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Jangly bass @ 2'13 is joined by rousing voices. Explosive passion. Instrumental version.
Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and jangly bass ...Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and jangly bass offer a rebellious rock energy. Breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Explosive passion. Stripped back underscore version.
Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive distorted guitar notes fly out in a ...Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive distorted guitar notes fly out in a grunge-inspired rock style along with drums battering out a determined and dirty sonic narrative. Male vocals with lyrics about finding the fire of life again, a ruthless person getting back to their fighting best with shouted vocals and self-assured lines. Determination in a rough rock energy.歌词
I had fire in my veins, These days I'm all washed out, Need to find my way back, That’s a promise to keep, Without a shadow of doubt, It's like pulling teeth, And the way you look at me, A diamond in the rough, You play cool, I play tough, You ain't fooling about.
Save your breath, Go clean your own mess, I bet you love to hate, but there's no time to waste, I gotta free myself, So I pull myself from the wreckage, And I push myself to the limits, You know I'm feeling quite invincible, As I'm breaking through these walls.
Hey, we're over halfway there, Don't need no medicine, 'Cause we can go for miles, You better keep running, keep running, get out of my way, This danger, I want it — what else can I say? This feeling, can't beat it, so just let it win, WE LOVE IT, WE LOVE… ADRENALINE.
Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive distorted guitar notes fly out in a ...Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive distorted guitar notes fly out in a grunge-inspired rock style along with drums battering out a determined and dirty sonic narrative. A ruthless person getting back to their fighting best. Determination in a rough rock energy. Instrumental version.
Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive drums with dynamic bass following ...Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive drums with dynamic bass following along giving a dirty but soulful energy with organ chords. Drums hit hard in a rough rock energy, conveying determination and ruthlessness. Stripped back underscore version.
Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but ...Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but tough rock power chords and notes. Male vocals about a return to supremacy in a rough world where everyone is out for themselves. Emo rock catharsis @ 0'30 with emotive male vocals and wistful lead guitar. A hero or anti-hero struggling against the weight of the world with love and ruthless aggression driving them.歌词
Na na na na na na na na.
Gonna run this town again, Gonna retain my liberty, Look on your face ain’t that innocent, But if looks could kill, then I’d soon be dead,
Na na na na na na na na.
Gonna drown myself in sin, Giving up before I begin, Holding fort, won’t let you in, But you always find a way in me now.
I’m falling for your own self-esteem, Let chaos bring us back, To what we had, what we believed, We’re too far gone, we’re hopelessly adrift, Let chaos bring us back now, To what we had, just you and me.
We try to fight before we break, And there’s so much to figure out, Spent our days being too afraid, Of what the future holds, We try to fight before we wake up, So much to dream about, Too many days of being afraid, Where is my future now?
Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but ...Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but tough rock power chords and notes. Emo rock catharsis @ 0'30 with wistful lead guitar. A hero or anti-hero struggling against the weight of the world with love and ruthless aggression driving them. Instrumental version.
Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but ...Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but tough rock power chords and notes. Emo rock catharsis @ 0'30 with wistful lead guitar. A hero or anti-hero struggling against the weight of the world with love and ruthless aggression driving them. Stripped back underscore version.
Emotive, longing, spirited. Emo-rock guitar fires out supported by ...Emotive, longing, spirited. Emo-rock guitar fires out supported by power chords. Male vocals describe a rebellious but enticing individual. A person or girl too dangerous to love, an emotive force gives a sense of unrequited love and passion. An individual willing to go through hell for their loved one or crush. Emo rock style gives a sense of innocent youthful emotion.歌词
She’s got the devil’s heart with those angel eyes, With wicked thoughts that’ll take you by surprise, She’ll play you till the end, then strike you down, Always been the queen of catastrophes, And you’ll just be another casualty, That look of hers is sure to take you out.
When love is on your side.
It all plays out in the end, When the weight is off your shoulders, And we’ve been to hell and back to win, The odds were low, unforgiving, And fate was never an option, and you know this, When you've been to hell and back to win! Someone take me somewhere, With lightning speed, it’s like we’ll disappear, Like we were never here.
She’s a tempest, tearing through the night, A touch so sweet, but she’ll bleed you dry, She builds you up just to watch you fall, Lips like velvet, words like knives, And we all know the stakes are high, But every now and then, we play the fool.
Emotive, longing, spirited. Emo-rock guitar fires out supported by ...Emotive, longing, spirited. Emo-rock guitar fires out supported by power chords. An emotive force from loud instrumentation a sense of unrequited love and passion. An individual willing to go through hell for their loved one or crush. Emo rock style gives a sense of innocent youthful emotion. Instrumental version.
Emotive, longing, spirited. Emo-rock guitar fires out supported by ...Emotive, longing, spirited. Emo-rock guitar fires out supported by power chords. An emotive force from loud instrumentation a sense of unrequited love and passion. An individual willing to go through hell for their loved one or crush. Emo rock style gives a sense of innocent youthful emotion. Stripped back underscore version.
Nu metal. Energetic, determined, and proud. Song in Chinese about ...Nu metal. Energetic, determined, and proud. Song in Chinese about personal destiny: “I was born on the streets, a pure bastard, from birth.” Rock band and singer.歌词
English:
Listen up —
Just ’cause no one raised me
Doesn’t mean my world ain’t clear to me
I never cared for pride or pain
Or what the hell “safety” is supposed to mean
Grew up with no direction —
Hands off the wheel, no one steered me right
I was born on the streets —
A born bastard ready to fight
Bastard.
Glory? Gotta trade your life
Try preaching to me — you won’t survive
Sunrise means sleep
Sundown is the grind
One girl can tear this world apart
Sweat for survival — hustle is an art
Someone starts a mess?
We bring war, no regret
They say my heart is too dark, too cold
I was born on the streets — never sold
Fake and weak — I can’t stand it
Flex and fame — I can’t stand it
Now we got our own lane
No whining, no drama — we still bring pain
Still chasing dreams, fire in the brain
But so many things I can’t explain
Why styles die so fast?
Why you call my truth “too weird” to last?
Why fake stars get rich overnight
But my kindness always turns to fights?
Is love still real? Are dreams still alive?
Is faith still burning? Can we still survive?
Wishing I’d never cry
No ties, no lies
Wake up in a place I don’t recognize
My brothers are drunk — now it’s my time to speak
Big bro says, “I got honey and money, we don’t fear a thing”
We don’t fear a thing.
We don’t fear a thing.
If you scared — call me daddy and let the bad thoughts sink
Let go, don’t fight
Some things ain't worth the strife
We grew up here — and that’s why we’re tough inside
Born on the streets
Real minds, no mask
Born on the streets
Ain’t afraid of the past
Listen up —
Just ’cause no one raised me
Doesn’t mean I don’t see the world clearly
Strength, pride, safety — never meant shit to me
Français:
Écoute bien
Le fait que personne ne m’ait jamais encadré ne définit pas ma vision du monde
Peu m’importe qu’on parle de force, d’orgueil ou de sentiment de sécurité
J’ai laissé ma route à ceux qui ne savaient même pas où aller
Je suis né dans la rue — un enfoiré pur jus, dès la naissance
Un enfoiré
La gloire, ça s’achète avec la vie
Essaie de me faire la morale et t’es foutu tôt ou tard
Je me couche au lever du soleil, et c’est là que tout commence
À cause d’une femme, tout peut partir en vrille
Chaque jour, je sue sang et eau pour survivre
Tu veux foutre le bordel ? Ce sera la guerre mondiale
On dit que mon cœur est trop sale, trop mauvais, trop sombre
Mais je suis né dans la rue, et je trahirai jamais
L’hypocrisie et la faiblesse
Je peux pas les supporter
La frime et les faux-semblants
Je peux pas les encaisser
Aujourd’hui, on a créé notre propre camp
Pas besoin de gémir pour vous mettre à terre
Je n’abandonne pas, j’ai encore des rêves pour demain
Mais y a encore trop de choses que je pige pas
Pourquoi les styles musicaux passent de mode si vite ?
Pourquoi tu trouves toujours mes idées bizarres ?
Pourquoi les stars gagnent du fric à la vitesse de la lumière ?
Pourquoi mes bonnes intentions finissent toujours en blessure ?
Mes idéaux, ma passion
Est-ce qu’ils existent encore ?
Ma persévérance, ma foi
Est-ce qu’ils tiennent toujours debout ?
Combien j’aimerais que mes larmes ne tombent plus
Rien à perdre, personne à retenir
Et quand je me réveille, je sais même plus où je suis
Les potes ont picolé, c’est à moi de prendre le micro
Et il m’a dit : "j’ai le fric et les meufs, mec"
"J’ai peur de rien, fais ce que tu veux"
Rien me fait peur
Rien du tout
Si t’as la trouille, appelle-moi papa
Laisse tomber tous tes soucis
Y a des choses, faut juste pas s’acharner
Ceux qui ont grandi ici ont le cœur blindé
Né dans la rue
Pensées brutes et vraies
Né dans la rue
Et rien ne me fait peur
Écoute bien
Le fait que personne ne m’ait jamais encadré ne définit pas ma vision du monde
Peu m’importe qu’on parle de force, d’orgueil ou de sentiment de sécurité
Nu metal/Hip-hop. Heavy & solid. Song in Chinese about ...Nu metal/Hip-hop. Heavy & solid. Song in Chinese about misinformation: “The traps and false accusations, it's live, that's our daily life.” Rock band & singer. Break @ 3'07.歌词
I said — wake up, my dear
You’re hiding behind the screen, grinning with fear
Words like gunpowder, sharp and loud
Burning down what you can’t have — proud
“Let them all die,” you shout in your feed
All speaking Chinese, but lies plant the seed
Open your mouth — and it’s all abuse
Bitterness laced with venomous truth
It’s all fake — yet still it cuts
Jealousy, hate, all typed in the guts
Get ready — we’re playing a game
Who’s next? Who’s next to get flamed?
Say what you want — we don’t take blame
One troll out, another comes in frame
Frame-ups go live on the daily stream
This is life now — a digital dream
Too many fools munching drama and fruit
Unlocking new ways to curse and pollute
Today’s headlines never satisfy
The thrill of death — cold and high
You die — not my concern
Can’t trace the source, no lessons learned
Internet stretched out like a killing field
We lost meaning, we lost what's real
Talk all you want — no need to think
What made you spiral down the sink?
Mocking, harming, tearing apart
But who’ll carry the weight when it shatters your heart?
Simple things, now twisted and vile
Other people’s pain — your biggest smile
Who’s next? Who’s next?
Say it loud — we never take blame
Another one cursed, then comes another
Framed and burned on the livestream gutter
This is our life now
You’re staring at me, I’m staring back
Thousands of miles — still, a heart attack
You don’t know me, never seen my face
But one of us — must fall from grace
Who’s next? Who’s next?
Say it loud — we never take blame
Another one cursed, then comes another
Framed and burned on the livestream gutter
This is our life now
Français:
Je dis : réveillez-vous, mes chers
Toi, tu te caches derrière ton écran en ricanant
Tes mots explosent comme de la poudre
Tu détruis tout ce que tu ne peux pas obtenir
Et tout le monde crève ensemble, c’est plus simple
Tous parlent chinois, mais qui dit vrai ou faux ?
Tu ouvres la bouche, c’est pour insulter
Un goût acide, des piques bien violentes
Rien n’est vrai, mais tout fait peur
La jalousie, l’envie, la haine : tout est écrit dans les commentaires
Tu es prêt ? On va jouer à un petit jeu
Qui sera le prochain ?
Écoutez bien : ce qu’on dit, on n’en assumera rien
Un insulteur en remplace un autre
Les pièges et les fausses accusations, c’est du direct
C’est ça, notre quotidien
Trop de crétins bouffent des fruits devant leur écran
Les insultes, maintenant, c’est de l’art déverrouillé
La une du jour ? Même pas désaltérant
Ce goût du danger est à la fois glacé et brûlant
Tu meurs ? Ça ne me regarde pas
Pas de preuves, pas de crime
Internet a mis une distance entre nous
On a même perdu le sens de la perte
On peut dire tout et n’importe quoi
Mais qu’est-ce qui te pousse à tomber si bas ?
Moqueries, attaques, blessures —
Mais qui paiera pour tes erreurs à la fin ?
Des choses simples deviennent des labyrinthes
Et la souffrance des autres devient ta plus grosse vanne
Qui sera le prochain ?
Écoutez bien : ce qu’on dit, on n’en assumera rien
Un insulteur en remplace un autre
Les pièges et les fausses accusations, c’est du direct
C’est ça, notre quotidien
Tu me regardes de loin, je te vois aussi
On est à des milliers de kilomètres mais un seul mot peut tuer
Tu ne me connais pas, je ne t’ai jamais vu
Mais il faut toujours qu’un de nous deux aille en enfer d’abord
Qui sera le prochain ?
Écoutez bien : ce qu’on dit, on n’en assumera rien
Un insulteur en remplace un autre
Les pièges et les fausses accusations, c’est du direct
C’est ça, notre quotidien
Nu metal/symphonic metal. Proud & massive. Song in Chinese about the ...Nu metal/symphonic metal. Proud & massive. Song in Chinese about the passing of time: “Another year, another year, and the pressure on my shoulders doubles again.” Rock band & singer.歌词
English:
Another night after work
The world goes from loud to a tired dark
The clock says midnight
2017 is gone — no way to rewind
I check my phone
Some are praying, some already dreaming
The spark from my lighter
Feels like a voice softly breathing
I didn’t lose completely
But I don’t wanna win unrealistically
Tomorrow — still gotta grind
Everything moves too fast, I’m out of time
How many ties do I have to keep?
How many temptations must I defeat?
My 2017
Some nights I danced onstage
Some nights I lay awake with regret I couldn’t cage
My 2017
Too many things I couldn’t skip
Thrown onto the track before I could even grip
My 2017
Sometimes I laughed through pain
Time without worries — way too rare to gain
My 2017
Even sick, still took the meds
Between work and family — which one’s best?
A year older now
Pressure’s doubled somehow
I toast with bitter drinks
They’re all still sober
And I feel like I’m on the brink
Call my best bro
Rings too long — no answer, no show
Suddenly forget what I wanted to say
Swallowed it down — let the smoke take it away
I don’t want to live detached
But I’m done with dying just to match
My life’s begun to shift
No more living for others
I’m dreaming massive, bold
And paying for it in cold
My 2018
I’m rarely home these days
Started a new band — screw the fakes and their praise
My 2018
Still broke, still chasing
If I want tomorrow — I better start creating
My 2018
I wanna live a new way
But plans always break before the day
My 2018
Face it all with grace
What’s truly mine — will find its way
I fell for rock back in ‘98
No teacher, no guide — just me and fate
Cassette in hand, headphones on
Play — and I felt like a bomb
My friends never understood
They learned how to bow, I never could
Jay Chou wasn’t even out yet
And I was listening to Korn, Biscuit, and Slipknot’s threats
Time jumped twenty years
And I’m still doing this
Still making what I loved back when
Living right, not ahead —
But with a heart that won’t pretend
Français:
Encore une nuit noire après une journée de travail
Du vacarme total à cette fatigue silencieuse
L’aiguille de l’horloge, au milieu de la nuit, me rappelle
2017 s’en est allé, et le temps ne reviendra jamais en arrière
Je fais défiler mon fil d’actu sur mon téléphone
Certains prient, d’autres dorment déjà
À travers la faible lueur d’un briquet
C’est comme si une voix résonnait encore et encore
Je n’ai pas tout perdu, ce n’est pas la débâcle
Mais je ne veux pas non plus gagner à n’importe quel prix
Demain, le travail continue
Le rythme est si rapide que j’en perds le souffle
Combien de relations faut-il entretenir ?
Combien de tentations faut-il repousser ?
Mon année 2017
Parfois je sautais sur scène
Parfois, les regrets m’empêchaient de dormir
Mon année 2017
Trop de choses que je ne pouvais pas éviter
Pas encore prêt, et déjà lancé sur la piste
Mon année 2017
Il ne me restait parfois qu’un rire bête
Le temps insouciant est devenu rare
Mon année 2017
Même malade, je devais prendre mes médocs
Travail ou famille — lequel est le plus important ?
Une année de plus, un an de plus
Et la pression sur mes épaules double encore
Je bois un verre amer avec le sourire
Tout le monde garde l’air serein
Moi, je suis un peu en vrac
J'appelle mon meilleur pote
Ça sonne longtemps, personne ne répond
J’ai soudain oublié ce que je voulais faire
Tout ce que je voulais dire est resté coincé
Alors tant pis, que ça parte en fumée
Je ne veux pas d’une vie sans attache
Mais je ne veux pas non plus lutter juste pour survivre
Ma vie a commencé à changer
Je ne vis plus pour les autres
J’agrandis mes idées, je les pousse à l’extrême
Et je paie le prix de mes rêves
Mon année 2018
Souvent absent de chez moi
J’ai monté un nouveau groupe pour écraser ces idiots
Mon année 2018
L’argent que je gagne ne suffit pas
Je dois encore trouver une autre solution pour demain
Mon année 2018
Je veux vivre autrement
Mais les plans ne suivent jamais les imprévus
Mon année 2018
Allez, fais face
Ce qui est à moi finira par revenir
Depuis 1998, j’aime le rock
Sans prof pour m’apprendre, j’ai dû m’y mettre en autodidacte
Je sortais la cassette, j’appuyais sur Play sur mon baladeur
Et les beats me donnaient une énergie de fou
Mes amis me disaient qu’ils ne comprenaient pas
Parce qu’ils avaient appris à se résigner depuis l’école
Jay Chou n’avait même pas encore sorti d’album
Et moi, j’écoutais déjà Cohen, Limp Bizkit et Slipknot
Le temps a filé — presque 20 ans sont passés
Et je fais encore la musique que j’aimais à mes 20 ans
Le poids de la vie ne se mesure pas à ton avance sur les autres
Mais à ta capacité à vivre chaque jour sans te mentir à toi-même
Mon année 2017
Parfois je sautais sur scène
Parfois, les regrets m’empêchaient de dormir
Mon année 2017
Trop de choses que je ne pouvais pas éviter
Pas encore prêt, et déjà lancé sur la piste
Mon année 2018
Je veux vivre autrement
Mais les plans ne suivent jamais les imprévus
Mon année 2018
Allez, fais face
Ce qui est à moi finira par revenir
Fun, entertaining, cool. Male vocals build up with light percussion ...Fun, entertaining, cool. Male vocals build up with light percussion rising into big bass drop and fun rhythm. A field of people dancing with passion and energy as trumpet communicates fun and easygoing vibe. Entertainment, bright coloured costumes contrasting with big boom bassline. Shouting and group vocals give a sense of community. An unquenchable thirst for fun and bold celebrations.歌词
What you talkin’, What you sayin’, I ain't playin’, I'm for real, I got bands in my hand, Hundred grand to a mil, What you talkin’, What you sayin’, I ain't playin’, I'm for real, I got bands in my hand.
Woo, Woo, Hey.
[Swahili] Oh sisi waimbaji (Oh we singers), Oh sisi waimbaji (Oh we singers), Oh sisi waimbaji (Oh we singers), Pokea zawadi (Receive a gift).
What you talkin’, What you sayin’, I ain't playin’, I'm for real, I got bands in my hand, Hundred grand to a mil.
Fun, entertaining, cool. Light percussion rising into big bass drop ...Fun, entertaining, cool. Light percussion rising into big bass drop and fun rhythm. A field of people dancing with passion and energy as trumpet communicates fun and easygoing vibe. Entertainment, bright coloured costumes contrasting with big boom bassline. An unquenchable thirst for fun and bold celebrations. Instrumental version.
Fun, entertaining, cool. Light percussion rising into big bass drop ...Fun, entertaining, cool. Light percussion rising into big bass drop and fun rhythm. A field of people dancing with passion and energy as trumpet communicates fun and easygoing vibe. Entertainment, bright coloured costumes contrasting with big boom bassline. An unquenchable thirst for fun and bold celebrations. Stripped back underscore version.
Buoyant, exciting, self-assured. Trumpets play fun but excitable ...Buoyant, exciting, self-assured. Trumpets play fun but excitable tune, joined by confident male vocals chanting lyrics. Communal vibe, a team who has eachother's backs despite hardship. Rising moments @ 0'30 offer a sense of redemption and power. A player coming back to reach his prime. Fired up sports scene.歌词
When we rise up, Yeah we powered up, Gotta stand up, Gotta power up, Yeah, yeah we powered up, Ah, got me fired up, Yeah, yeah we powered up, Ah, gotta power up, When we rise up, Yeah we powered up, Gotta stand up, Gotta power up, When we rise up, Yeah we powered up, Gotta stand up, Gotta power up, Yeah we rise up, Yeah we rise up, Yeah we rise up, Yeah we rise up, (From the top top, From the top top, Nobody’s stopping me) Rise, alive, Nobody’s stopping me, Can't stop me, Can't stop me, Nobody’s stopping me, Yeah we rise up, Yeah we rise up, When we rise up, Yeah we powered up, Gotta stand up, Gotta power up, Yeah, yeah we powered up, Ah, got me fired up, Yeah, yeah we powered up, Ah, gotta power up, When we rise up, Yeah we powered up, Gotta stand up, Gotta power up, When we rise up, Yeah we powered up, Gotta stand up, Gotta power up.
Buoyant, exciting, self-assured. Trumpets play fun but excitable ...Buoyant, exciting, self-assured. Trumpets play fun but excitable tune, joined by confident male vocals chanting lyrics. Communal vibe, a team who has eachother's backs despite hardship. Rising moments @ 0'30 offer a sense of redemption and power. A player coming back to reach his prime. Fired up sports scene. No lead vocal version.
Buoyant, exciting, self-assured. Trumpets play fun but excitable ...Buoyant, exciting, self-assured. Trumpets play fun but excitable tune, joined by confident male vocals chanting lyrics. A team who has eachother's backs despite hardship. Rising moments @ 0'30 offer a sense of redemption and power. A player coming back to reach his prime. Fired up sports scene. Instrumental version.
Buoyant, exciting, self-assured. Trumpets play fun but excitable ...Buoyant, exciting, self-assured. Trumpets play fun but excitable tune, joined by confident male vocals chanting lyrics. A team who has eachother's backs despite hardship. Rising moments @ 0'30 offer a sense of redemption and power. A player coming back to reach his prime. Fired up sports scene. Stripped back underscore version.
Mean, tenacious, snarling. Reversed beats work there way into unique ...Mean, tenacious, snarling. Reversed beats work there way into unique trickling hip hop beat with big bold bass. Voices give an exalted energy to competitive spirit. Echoing voices among emotive pads convey a candid atmosphere. A need-to-win sports match or competition. Explosive drop @ 0'50 with resonant. sharp bass. Incisive, a technically gifted person showing their talents.歌词
You can catch me in the pit, Wreckless energy I'm never signing out, You can catch me in the pit, (yeah, ooh) Wreckless energy I'm never signing out. (yeah, ooh)
You can catch me in the pit, Wreckless energy I'm never signing out, You can catch me in the pit, (yeah, ooh) Wreckless energy I'm never signing out. (yeah, ooh)
Mean, tenacious, snarling. Reversed beats work there way into unique ...Mean, tenacious, snarling. Reversed beats work there way into unique trickling hip hop beat with big bold bass. Pads and brass give an exalted energy to competitive spirit. A need-to-win sports match or competition. Explosive drop @ 0'50 with resonant. sharp bass. Incisive, a technically gifted person showing their talents. Instrumental version.
Mean, tenacious, snarling. Reversed beats work there way into big ...Mean, tenacious, snarling. Reversed beats work there way into big impacts with and rumbling brass. Pads and brass give an exalted energy. A need-to-win sports match or competition. Explosive drop @ 0'50 with sub bass. Incisive, a technically gifted person showing their talents. Stripped back underscore version.
