211🎙️

DüKRüE - 211🎙️

Yo, we keep it short, we keep it fly,
2:11 on the clock, watch the beat rise high.

Ain't no filler, no drag, no fluff in sight,
This track right here, we keep it tight.

Two minutes eleven, that’s all we need,
Hit the peak, hit the vibe, and plant the seed.

Ain't no stretchin', no draggin' it out,
Just the right length, no room for doubt.

Every bar precise, every line on fire,
We rise to the top, takin’ you higher.

No time to waste, we go for the kill,
2:11, and we keep it real.

2:11, yeah, we peak at the height,
Not too long, just right, we keep it tight.

In and out, we don’t play or stall,
Short and sweet, but we give it our all.

Some tracks go long, but they lose their way,
We hit it sharp, no need to delay.

Every second counts, every beat on point,
We’re cookin' up heat, we rock the joint.

No filler, just thriller, straight to the core,
You’ll hit replay and come back for more.

This ain’t no marathon, it’s a quick, clean race,
2:11, we leave ‘em in space.

We don't waste time, no fade, no slow,
From the start to the finish, it’s all in the flow.

Peakin' at the right spot, that’s how we ride,
This song’s a quick trip, but we do it with pride.

2:11, yeah, we peak at the height,
Not too long, just right, we keep it tight.

In and out, we don’t play or stall,
Short and sweet, but we give it our all.

[Lead Guitar Solo]

2:11, we made it, no draggin' around,
Kept it tight, hit the peak, now we touchdown.

Short and fresh, but still hittin’ hard,
This the type of track that'll leave you scarred.