[00:29.839]Pastel blazer hanging off the balcony chair[00:37.100]Cigar smoke curling like a question in the air[00:41.329]He came up from the harbor with nothing but a name[00:52.100]Now the whole damn coastline whispers it like rain[01:01.036]Marble floors and loaded dice[01:03.670]A bulletproof heart colder than ice[01:07.659]One phone call can change a life[01:10.930]So ride, just ride[01:14.361]Ocean King, counting scars like gold[01:20.266]Built an empire where the sun burns bold[01:24.176]Every penthouse window holds a crime[01:27.206]He owns the skyline, one rooftop at a time[01:31.436]White Infernus screaming down the strip at three[01:49.787]A briefcase full of promises and silent enemies[01:53.058]The bodyguards stand faceless in the club’s electric glow[01:56.968]He sees everything—and he never lets it show[02:01.197]Velvet ropes and shaken gin[02:03.750]A slow smile hides where the knives have been[02:07.978]Nobody asks where he came in[02:11.090]Just ride, just ride[02:14.441]Ocean King, counting scars like gold[02:20.186]Built an empire where the sun burns bold[02:24.175]Every penthouse window holds a crime[02:27.127]He owns the skyline, one rooftop at a time[02:45.956]Pastelshadows on the wall...[02:51.877]He’s watching empires rise and fall...[02:59.560]Can’t touch him now...[03:06.303]The city owes him... all.[03:16.210]Ocean King... (he’s colder)[03:20.026]Ocean King... (the throne gets older)[03:23.457]He owns the skyline... one rooftop... at a time...