oldschool hardstyle

[Verse] In the realm of beats, where the basslines thrive, There's a legend known, making the crowd come alive. With a kick so deep, it resonates the soul, "Bomba" they scream, as the rhythm takes control. [Chorus] "Bomba," the master of the hardstyle scene, Crafting tracks so fierce, a sonic dream. The synths rise up, the melody's tight, "Bomba" leads the rave, into the night. [Verse] From the dusk till dawn, the speakers blast, "Bomba's" on the deck, the vibe's unsurpassed. Each beat he drops, is a thunderous roar, Leaving the fans always craving for more. [Bridge] In the heart of the floor, the stompers unite, "Bomba's" the beacon, in the rave's light. His hardstyle's pure, it's the ultimate test, "Bomba," the name, stands above the rest. [chorus]"Bomba," the master of the hardstyle scene, Crafting tracks so fierce, a sonic dream. The synths rise up, the melody's tight, "Bomba" leads the rave, into the night. [drop] Uh oh bomba [bridge] lets go