[Verse] Walking down the city streets Feel the beat beneath my feet Neon lights are shining bright In the darkness of the night [Verse 2] Echoes calling Oh what up son Feel the rhythm it's begun Heartbeat pounding like a drum Phonk and vibe it's all one [Chorus] Oh what up son oh what up Raise your hands let's tear it up Bass is bumping through the air Everywhere we just don't care [Bridge] Lights are flashing hear the sound Feel the phonk it's all around Groove like never don't stop now Rock this city show them how [Verse 3] Step in time just feel the flow Moving fast but feeling slow Whispers on the street Oh what up Son Our night has just begun [Chorus] Oh what up son oh what up Raise your hands let's tear it up Bass is bumping through the air Everywhere we just don't care
bass-heavy phonk
English
Energetic and carefree, promoting a sense of freedom and enjoyment in the urban nightlife.
This song is perfect for parties, club scenes, workout playlists, or any situation that requires high-energy music to lift the mood.
The song's lyrics focus on the experience of the city nightlife, with a heavy emphasis on the bass and phonk elements. The use of repetition in the chorus adds to the catchiness of the track, while the verses and bridge create a sense of continuous movement and excitement.
[Verse] Chameleon King I swing like a pendulum, Mood switch on the blink, in the game I enter'em, Switchin' up colors, got that chameleon blue link, From Dillip to Offyd, I'm a stealthy ass flink, Camouflage swaggin', ain't never caught slippin', Flow switchin' rapid, the beat my only mission. [Verse 2] Stealth like a ninja, ain't no sight of the end, Gone in one hood, reappear with the friend, Turnin' heads on the street like a busy intersection, But when the heat's on, vanish without detection, Mood ring rappin', colors on a dizzle, Metaphor magician, make reality dribble. [Chorus] Camouflage in the crowd, got heads spinnin' round, In the city, outta sight, but always real loud, I'm the Chameleon King, on this lyrical swing, Making magic outta rhymes, ain't no ordinary thing. [Verse 3] Daylight to twilight I be shapeshiftin', From darkness to spotlight, my lyrics upliftin', Wrappin' in enigma, ain't no catchin' the driftin', My style so versatile, got 'em heads twistin', In and out the scene, ghostwhisper's my name, Peekaboo flow, in and out the frame. [Bridge] Blending like a gradient, ain't no alias, Same dude here, no matter the radius, Master of disguise, in this world of imitators, Original vibe, ain't no true replicators. [Verse 4] Streetwise wizard, illusions on demand, Lyrics conjure reality, like no sleight of hand, Urban jungle prowler, shades ever-evolving, Wordsmith chameleon, forever problem-solving, Grim reaper to jokester, spectrum ever-changing, In this game of chase, always rearranging.
[Verse] Verbs poppin', nouns droppin', mind state hypersonic, Words comin' together like Voltron, supersonic chronic, Headphones blaze, lyrics like a 5G download, Brain auto-tune, information overload. [Chorus] Lightning strikes the mic, verbal electricity, Speed of light syllables, catchin' velocity, Fast rap mania, can't escape the gravity, Pop culture references, call it lyrical savagery. [Verse 2] Bass thumpin', mind jumpin', speed like Sonic, Analog mind in a digital sonic comic, Levitatin' beats, rise above static friction, Musical addiction, coded in rap diction. [Bridge] Metaphors flip scripts, like acrobatic tricks, Semantics ricochet, bouncing off the beats, Cynical, whimsical, every line clicks, Fast rap cyclone, words movin' in fleets. [Chorus] Lightning strikes the mic, verbal electricity, Speed of light syllables, catchin' velocity, Fast rap mania, can't escape the gravity, Pop culture references, call it lyrical savagery. [Verse 3] Cyclonic syntax, storm of phonics, Brainwaves crash, tsunami in electronics, Grammies on the shelf, chaos but methodical, Jumbled thoughts spillin', but composition so logical.
[Verse] Running through the game Can't find no peace Dough kids on my tail They never cease [Verse 2] Ice users cold hearts No skill at all They hunt me down I always fall [Chorus] Blox fruits despair Can't win this fight Dough kids everywhere Feels like no light [Verse 3] I hit but no damage What's the point now Dodge or be doomed But I don't know how [Bridge] Why is this so tough I’ve had enough No skill they say Just feelin' rough [Chorus] Blox fruits despair Can't win this fight Dough kids everywhere Feels like no light
[Verse] Slunce svítí den je krásný Láska léčí rány všechny [Verse 2] Město ožívá noc je mladá Hudba hraje srdce skáká [Chorus] Tanči tanči celý den V rytmu hudby s tebou jsem Štěstí v srdci já to vím V téhle písní naplno žijem [Verse 3] Ruce vzhůru nebe modré S úsměvem překonáme hory [Bridge] Cítíš ten rytmus jak nás nese Je to magie co nás vede [Chorus] Tanči tanči celý den V rytmu hudby s tebou jsem Štěstí v srdci já to vím V téhle písní naplno žijem
Cruisin' down the street, bumpin' that old school beat Windows down, feelin' the heat 808s knockin', speakers poppin' In the city where the phonk don't stoppin' We be smokin' in the city, keep it gritty Riding low, speakers blow, feelin' so litty Phonk in the air, everywhere we go This is how we roll, this is how we flow Samples chop, screw it up, make it drop Layered sounds, deep underground, can't stop From the tape decks to the streets, that's where we meet In the city of phonk, where the vibe is sweet We be smokin' in the city, keep it gritty Riding low, speakers blow, feelin' so litty Phonk in the air, everywhere we go This is how we roll, this is how we flow P-Funk vibes, G-funk rides, gettin' high In the land of the phonk, where we never say goodbye We be smokin' in the city, keep it gritty Riding low, speakers blow, feelin' so litty Phonk in the air, everywhere we go This is how we roll, this is how we flow So if you feeling the vibe, come join the tribe In the city where phonk comes alive
Pedal to the metal, we ain't ever gonna stop, Cruisin' through the hills, reachin' for the top, Yezhersco in our sights, with the sun up in the sky, Biking hard, never lagging, we just let the wheels fly. We the kings of the mountain, cooler than the goats, All the cows be watchin', they takin' down notes, Fresh spring water, nectar of the gods, Only real gangstas, reppin' no frauds. Handlebars steady, we rollin' up the trail, Every twist and turn, like we ridin' on a rail, Got the beats in my ear, and the wind at my back, This gangsta life on two wheels, ain't no need to pack. We the kings of the mountain, cooler than the goats, All the cows be watchin', they takin' down notes, Fresh spring water, nectar of the gods, Only real gangstas, reppin' no frauds. At the top, we chillin', breathin' in the view, Mountain air so crisp, it's the gangsta crew, Sip that spring water, pure and cold, Stories of the ride, forever to be told. Yezhersco vibes, where the real G's thrive, Pedalin' through life, feelin' so alive, We kings of the mountain, that's how it goes, Gangsta life on bicycles, everyone knows.
[Verse] Skibidi toilet in the dark Midnight echoes that's the spark Sigma balls and steel that gleams Galvanized squares in twisted dreams [Chorus] Fire in the hole don't you know Brainrot bringing the crazy flow Dad went for milk long ago House goes boom with a mighty blow [Verse 2] Bathroom sounds a midnight scare Echoing footsteps everywhere Steel cages in my head Can't escape the things you said [Chorus] Fire in the hole don't you know Brainrot bringing the crazy flow Dad went for milk long ago House goes boom with a mighty blow [Bridge] Eyes wide open can't deny Milk's still missing in the sky Brain's on fire thoughts collide Hide the steel nowhere to hide [Chorus] Fire in the hole don't you know Brainrot bringing the crazy flow Dad went for milk long ago House goes boom with a mighty blow
[Verse] Dirty kicks, street dreams, cash in the folds, Concrete jungle, snakes out for the gold. No cap, ice cold, heart of stone, Phony clowns better miss me, I’m in the zone. [Chorus] Graffiti art vibe, spray paint on the wall, Echoing chaos, through the urban sprawl. Rooftop nights, living free fall, Ripping through this city, ghost in the hall. [Verse 2] Pockets thin, grind thick, chasing the check, Sideways glances, respect to collect. Scratch the vinyl, DJ’s groove in my track, Microphone fiend, lyrical attack. [Chorus] Graffiti art vibe, spray paint on the wall, Echoing chaos, through the urban sprawl. Rooftop nights, living free fall, Ripping through this city, ghost in the hall. [Bridge] Dreams cracked, steamed by the subway, One track mind, grind till it's payday. Blocks echo tales of the unsung, Every verse whispered, still cling in the lungs. [Verse 3] Shady deals in the alley, shadows lurk, Corner store preacher, life lessons smirk. Knock-off Gucci, from a trunk sale, Hustle never stall, even when we fail.
