Miami lit! Crank that 808!
DJ — drop that BASSLINE, let’s go!

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Streetlights flashin’, bodies in motion
Gold grills flashin’, sweat like ocean
Roof gone wild, rooftop burnin’
Whole crew steppin’, that beat still turnin’

Cup in hand, blade in smile
305 heat go wild on wild
Bass hit deep, heart beat jump
No chill now, just thump for thump

Hands up! Let that bass slap!
Booty clap! No cap, no nap!
Drop that low, spin that fast
Tonight’s full throttle, nothin’ half-assed

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Edges sharp, fit so fly
Candy whip parked right outside
Drip so clean, no slow, no lie
DJ rewind — run that back, no shy

Mic says “Drop!” and the crowd go dumb
Whole room shake when that 808 run
No rules, no brakes, no shame, no tame
We sweat, we flex, we don’t play no games

I say bassline — BASSLINE!
I say no brakes — NO BRAKES!
I say turn up — TURN UP!
Then DROP that weight!

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Spin on the floor, mark that zone
This whole strip ours, claim that throne
Eye to eye, sweat all real
Squad stay tight, no cap, no chill

Late night fire, till the sun come up
Bassline ridin’ in a candy truck
Shawty go crazy, body like flame
No slow motion in this game

Go, lil’ freak, go! Drop it low in the club
Go, lil’ freak, go! Bounce that ass with no love
Go, lil’ freak, go! Whole block feelin’ that thump
Go, lil’ freak, go! Let that bassline jump

Go, lil’ freak, go! (Miami Rap reload)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Go, lil’ freak, go! (Miami Rap reload)

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