Secret High Score

So hot in the arcade lights all glow cab lines flashing like a retro show kids on the sticks just smash and pray i'm in the bad light let me see that play i've been grinding at home since way back when no username no crowd just pat and pin perfect then puts on a beat up pad learned every combo that the wiki never Cause I'm quiet in line, no hoodie, cheap shoes, not the pro design, but when I drop point in the theme song, hits, hands go autopilot, game throws fits, first round flawless, crowd like dang, second round perfect, scream go bang, name at the top, they squint at the board, that's me, new lord. If you have a score, I've been playing at home, no crowd, no lights, just me in the zone, now the arcade know what I'm on every cab, No fame, no flex, no roar Just a ghost in the game, drop a secret high score Dance pad, lighting up left and right Two steps, combos like it's Friday night Baby out here for the snacks and noise I'm here building myths with these joystick boys at home I was the kid they called to shop Quiet in class for my reflex fly They know I took final bars, hit quick reseller patterns Came back real slick, now I hit continue on a whole new life Same hands, same brains, just lesser the hype If they ask how I got this good for sure, long nights No eyes, just me and the score Secret high score, I've been playing it And hold no crowd, no lights just me in the zone Now the arcade know what I'm on If you care about such turn legend modem Secret high score Only for a trophy or a golden chain I just love that new record on the screen with my name If you feel like a nobody in real world crowd Just know your quiet ground can still speak loud Turn the couch to the cat from the room to the floor One day they'll notice who's running the score Secret high score, I've been playing at home No crowd, no lights, just me in the zone Now the arcade know what I'm on Every cab I touch turned legend mode on Secret high score