Бас музыка в машину для мощного звука

Moonlight drips through the cracks of the night. Broken glass whispers under my stride. Shadows creep where the neon won't shine. Step by step, I'm crossing that line. Shadows stare. Shadows stare. Every move, I take a breath. Shadows stare. Shadows stare. Ain't no light where I am set. Shadows stare. Shadows stare. Keep it dark, don't let 'em check. Hoodie up like a phantom unseen. 808s make my pulse machine. Lo-fi dreams in a world obscene. Grimy echoes where the night turns mean. I can't run, but I don't stay. Lost in loops, I fade away. Shadows stare. Shadows stare. Every move, I take a breath. Shadows stare. Shadows stare. Ain't no light where I am set. Shadows stare. Shadows stare. Keep it dark, don't let 'em check. City screams, but I don't hear it loud. Breath of smoke like a ghost in a crowd. Time bends in this shadowy shroud. I keep walking where the silence is proud.