Bang & Kesha
Kesha
Yo Bang, imagine we hijack a traffic light and paint a giant mural of your lyrics—blitz the city, make them stop, stare, and feel the beat. Think that would shake the scene?
Bang
Yeah, hit the streets, paint the rhythm, let the city feel the thunder of my words, let them pause and feel the pulse, shake the whole scene.
Kesha
Right, let’s roll out a subway spray‑kit, drop the track on every brick, and have the whole block vibin’ on your verse. The city’s gonna pause, but you’re the one who flips the script—let's paint that thunder.
Bang
Hell yeah, paint that thunder on every brick, let the rhythm explode, and watch the city pause in the beat.
Kesha
Got it, paint the skyline red and make the pigeons dance, then drop the beat. We'll make the whole city wobble like a disco ball on a glitching loop.Let’s crank it up, paint the neon glow on every corner, and make the whole town sway like a vinyl spinning on a bad track. We'll own that thunder.
Bang
Yeah, let’s paint the sky, drop the beat, make the city wobble and own that thunder. Let's crank it up, make every corner glow and let the pigeons dance to the rhythm.