Ghost Beat

Описание: Yeah…
Midnight frequency…
Static in the sky…
I hear it…

Midnight rider with a rhythm in my veins,
Dark sky talkin’, hear the code in the rain,
Streetlights flicker like a pulse in the grid,
Night signal whisperin’ the things that I did.

Bass in my chest like a knock on a door,
Something in the silence sayin’ “give me some more”,
Shadow on the pavement, hood low, cold stare,
Got a thousand silent signals floatin’ in the air.

Static in my headphones, glitch in the sound,
Heartbeat kick drum poundin’ underground,
Every rhyme sharp like a spark in the wire,
When the beat drop heavy, whole sky catch fire.

No crowd around but the wind and the haze,
Still I spit lightning through the dark like a blaze,
Every bar coded like a signal in flight,
Transmission from a ghost in the middle of the night.

Night signal callin’, I answer the tone,
Bassline thunder when I’m walkin’ alone,
Dark sky frequency vibrate in my bones,
When the midnight speaks, I become the microphone.

Night signal callin’, rhythm in the air,
Ghost beat whisperin’ but nobody there,
Every word heavy like a storm in the zone,
Midnight frequency sayin’ “you’re never alone.”

Fast lane mind when the moon glow bright,
Thoughts run wild in the dead of the night,
Hear a pulse from the void like a drum in the dark,
Every verse I spit leave a digital mark.

Shadow step flow like a phantom on beat,
Bassline rattlin’ the dust in the street,
Airwave legends in a language unknown,
Every rhyme I drop like a crack in the stone.

Static storms buzz in the wires above,
Every note hummin’ like a dark kind of love,
Night got secrets but it speaks through the bass,
Every kick drum echo leave a scar in the space.

Run with the signal, never slow, never fade,
Every rhyme sharper than the blade that I made,
Echo through the alley like a howl in the mist,
Every bar I spit feel electric like this.

Night signal callin’, I answer the tone,
Bassline thunder when I’m walkin’ alone,
Dark sky frequency vibrate in my bones,
When the midnight speaks, I become the microphone.

Night signal callin’, rhythm in the air,
Ghost beat whisperin’ but nobody there,
Every word heavy like a storm in the zone,
Midnight frequency sayin’ “you’re never alone.”

Run through the dark with the rhythm possessed,
Night got a language and I speak it the best,
Skyline watchin’ while the bassline growl,
Every verse echo like a midnight howl.

Storm in my lungs when the flow ignite,
Every rhyme flash like a spark of light,
Shadow on the wall when the kick drum slam,
Night signal sayin’ “this is who I am.”

No sleep king with the moon overhead,
Every beat pound like a thought in my head,
Signal still buzzin’ when the sunrise near,
But the night got a voice only rebels can hear.

Static fades slow when the sky turn gray,
But the night signal linger when the dawn hit play,
Every rhyme I sent still float in the zone…
Midnight frequency…
Calling me home.