I've been around, from the beginning of sound, we've invented this shit, po-pooow po-pooow
The early days is like a gift from the other side, we laughed, we cried, and then we put our tears aside
And in the meanwhile, a virus spreading worldwide, fasten your seatbelt, it's time to take a ride
In all the memory, 3 steps ahead and DJ unity, but they mean more than a memory
Generations from the present, the past
Time to unite and time to act fast.
'Cause it's time to hit deck and watch each others back, we lay low, and then we will attack
and when the smoke disappears we will invite our guest
Then you will see
We take a rest (rest, rest, rest...)
We save the best for last!
Show me respect, hear my sound
Show me respect, stay on the ground
Not truly bad, hardcore
Sit on the back, we go to war
Respect, my sound
Not more then a decade
But we still hang around
Straight to the place(face?)
And now we drop the bass.