What’s it all about… diesel all around… time running out…

Yo, step in the rave like a bullet through sound,

Bassline heavy, make the ceiling come down,

Eyes on the prize, never chasing the clout,

Life’s one question — what’s it all about?!

Clock keep tickin’ in the midnight zone,

Mind like chrome, I’m a king on throne,

City lights flicker where the wild ones roam,

Still tryna find truth in the beats I own.

What’s it all about?! — (Yeah!)

Lights flashin’ out! — (Bruv!)

Diesel in the sound! — (Skrrt!)

Runnin’ through the crowd! — (Pow!)

What’s it all about?! — (Hey!)

Bass shake the ground! — (Brap!)

One shot, one round — (Boom!)

We ain’t slowin’ down! — (Nah!)

Fuel in my chest, turbo in my veins,

Rhythm like rain when it lashes the panes,

Spit so quick, bro it can’t be tamed,

Energy raw, never playin’ the game.

Skrrt in the lane when the snare drum clap,

Hack through the silence with a syllable trap,

Garage and grime in a drill-tight wrap,

What’s it all about? It’s the diesel map.

Why you run? Why you chase? Why you grind for the crown?

Why the smoke in your lungs when the sky breaks down?

What’s it all about, in the rave, in the drought?

Diesel in the system, no way to reroute.

Voices inside, they be twistin’ my fate,

Demons on decks tryna scratch that plate,

Still I accelerate, levitate, resonate,

Why you run? Why you chase? Why you grind for the crown?

Why the smoke in your lungs when the sky breaks down?

What’s it all about, in the rave, in the drought?

Diesel in the system, no way to reroute.

Voices inside, they be twistin’ my fate,

Demons on decks tryna scratch that plate,

Still I accelerate, levitate, resonate,

Never hesitate when I penetrate gates.

Concrete jungle, the tower block flames,

Dream-like haze in the council chains,

Still we rave through the hurt and the doubt,

One last breath — what’s it all about?!

What’s it all about… can’t figure it out… diesel in the night, that’s the only route…

What’s it all about?! — (Yeah!)

Lights flashin’ out! — (Bruv!)

Diesel in the sound! — (Skrrt!)

Runnin’ through the crowd! — (Pow!)

What’s it all about?! — (Hey!)

Bass shake the ground! — (Brap!)

One shot, one round — (Boom!)

We ain’t slowin’ down! — (Nah!)

What’s it all about?! — (Yeah!)

Lights flashin’ out! — (Bruv!)

Diesel in the sound! — (Skrrt!)

Runnin’ through the crowd! — (Pow!)

What’s it all about?! — (Hey!)

Bass shake the ground! — (Brap!)

Ride in the system, I’m driftin’ in flames,

Step to de riddim, I be bendin’ the lanes,

Trap with the grime in a storm that remains,

Speed of the dark, it’s the fuel in my veins.

Turbo tongue spittin’, I fracture the beat,

Heat in my teeth, every rhyme’s concrete,

What’s it all about when the shadows compete?

It’s the sound of the street when the world’s offbeat.

Dreams collapse in the smoke-filled flats,

Bassline heavy, make the windows crack,

Step in the rave with the force of an axe,

Diesel in my lungs and I can’t look back.

Time’s an illusion, it slips through the glass,

Every night’s rave is a prayer to the past,

What’s it all about? It’s a question we ask,

But the answer’s coded in the kick and the crash.

What’s it all about?! — (Yeah!)

Lights flashin’ out! — (Bruv!)

Diesel in the sound! — (Bro!)

Runnin’ through the crowd! — (Pow!)

What’s it all about?! — (Hey!)

Bass shake the ground! — (Brap!)

One shot, one round — (Boom!)

We ain’t slowin’ down! — (Nah!)