[00:00.00] 作曲 : Elvis de Oliveira /Thijs Ploegmakers
[00:13.76]Black
[00:15.25]We breath thunderous, better act like you heard of us
[00:18.56]A ton of us criminals, hijackers and murderers
[00:21.56]Packin' the pain, smackin' your face
[00:24.31]Motherf*ckers start prayin', this is Hard Bass
[00:33.87]Har-hard
[00:37.44]Har-hard
[00:38.15]Bass
[00:38.90]B-b-bass-bass
[00:49.30]
[01:02.95]We're at the start of an era
[01:05.57]The age of the architects
[01:08.42]Inventors and constructors of the machina
[01:11.61]Transformin' the world around us
[01:14.08]They increase our strength
[01:19.09]But at the same time magnify our weaknesses
[01:23.18]A gift and a curse
[01:26.07]That's why we end up destroyin' things
[01:29.39]Instead of creating them
[01:31.80]As a species, we're so flawed
[01:34.64]And when these grimy clouds above us violently burst open
[01:39.33]We expect the storm to cleanse our sins away
[01:43.07]Instead
[01:44.65]We reap the fallout and drown in these charcoal tears
[01:49.41]The black rain
[01:57.61]
[02:04.28]Hard Bass
[02:37.96]Feel it
[02:40.84]You know what it is
[02:43.03]Life
[02:45.88]We breath thunderous, better act like you heard of us
[02:48.55]A ton of us criminals, hijackers and murderers
[02:52.44]Packin' the pain, smackin' your face
[02:54.95]Motherf*ckers start prayin', this is Hard Bass
[03:30.37]And when these grimy clouds above us violently burst open
[03:38.39]We expect the storm to cleanse our sins away
[03:42.40](Start prayin' motherf*ckers, Start prayin' motherf*ckers...)
[03:50.83]Motherf*ckers start prayin', this is Hard Bass
[03:59.36]Hold on!

作曲 : Elvis de Oliveira /Thijs Ploegmakers
Black
We breath thunderous, better act like you heard of us
A ton of us criminals, hijackers and murderers
Packin' the pain, smackin' your face
Motherf*ckers start prayin', this is Hard Bass
Har-hard
Har-hard
Bass
B-b-bass-bass
We're at the start of an era
The age of the architects
Inventors and constructors of the machina
Transformin' the world around us
They increase our strength
But at the same time magnify our weaknesses
A gift and a curse
That's why we end up destroyin' things
Instead of creating them
As a species, we're so flawed
And when these grimy clouds above us violently burst open
We expect the storm to cleanse our sins away
Instead
We reap the fallout and drown in these charcoal tears
The black rain
Hard Bass
Feel it
You know what it is
Life
We breath thunderous, better act like you heard of us
A ton of us criminals, hijackers and murderers
Packin' the pain, smackin' your face
Motherf*ckers start prayin', this is Hard Bass
And when these grimy clouds above us violently burst open
We expect the storm to cleanse our sins away
(Start prayin' motherf*ckers, Start prayin' motherf*ckers...)
Motherf*ckers start prayin', this is Hard Bass
Hold on!