Become a Grandpa [Drum and Bass Remix]

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Yeah…
Bass in the chest, knees in pain
Life hits hard, still in the lane

Verse 1
Used to rave till the sun came up
Now I rave when I stand back up
Hairline running, time too fast
Memory full, phone full, glass half-past

Back then sneakers, floors on fire
Now orthopedic soles, still got desire
Young blood calling me “old school king”
I call it wisdom, same damn thing

Pre-Chorus
Clock keeps tickin’, mirror talks
Every year adds heavier walks
But inside the noise, the beat still slaps
I age like vinyl, not like apps

Drop / Chorus
I’m about to become grandpa, feel the bass, don’t laugh
Still heavy on the low end, moving slow but sharp
Yeah I become grandpa, grey hair, black heart
Turn the volume way too loud like I don’t give a—

I become grandpa, kids say “sir”, okay
Still skankin’ to the rhythm while my back says “no way”
Yeah I become grandpa, but I’m still that guy
Old man in the rave with the young soul vibe

Verse 2
Doctor says “slow down, take it easy”
DJ says “reload”, can’t please me
Sleep before midnight? Sounds fake
But the beat drops once, I’m wide awake

Got dad jokes ready, no rehearsal
Life’s a circle, yeah it’s universal
From party all night to early shows
From shots of vodka to vitamin D overdose

Pre-Chorus 2
Laugh lines deeper, vision blurred
Still hear truth in every word
Age is loud, but fear is mute
I still punch time in a tracksuit

Drop / Chorus
I’m about to become grandpa, feel the bass, don’t laugh
Still heavy on the low end, moving slow but sharp
Yeah I become grandpa, grey hair, black heart
Turn the volume way too loud like I don’t give a—

I become grandpa, wisdom in the dance
One foot in the future, one in the past
Yeah I become grandpa, but hear me say
I didn’t get old — the world caught up today

Bridge
Age is just BPM
Sometimes slower, still hits them
If life’s a rave, I’m still inside
Just closer to the exit sign

Chorus
I become grandpa, still break the floor
Heart still junglist, back says “encore?”
Yeah I become grandpa, laugh at the time
Wrinkles in the face, but the spirit’s prime

I become grandpa, one thing’s clear
Growing old don’t mean disappear
Turn the lights down, turn the bass up loud
Grandpa in the rave, still lost in the crowd

Outro
Yeah…
Same beat, new bones.