[INTRO — LOW SUB-BASS RUMBLE, DARK ATMOSPHERE] [FEMALE SPOKEN VOICE — MATURE, DEEP, SMOKY, SULTRY, SLOW AND CONFIDENT] "Mmmm... Devil's Underground Inc..." [SHORT PAUSE — WHISPERING ECHO] "Where darkness has a voice..." [FEMALE VOICE — DEEPER, SINISTER, PLAYFUL] "Presenting... DEVIL... DEATH." [DEEP DEMONIC CHUCKLE — 808 BASS DROP] [MALE VOCALS — DEEP GRAVEL, SLOW SINISTER SWAGGER] Hehehe... Well, goddamn, look at that. Three hundred souls on the night shift? Rob, you been busy, motherfucker! Heard you calling my name from that black hearse. Figured I'd return the favor. This one's for you, brother. Turn that shit UP! [HEAVY GUITAR — 90S HORRORCORE BEAT] [VERSE 1 — LAID-BACK WICKED RAP] Midnight rolling, purple lights glowing, Black Impala creeping where the cold wind's blowing. Phone lit up, heard a vampire call, Three hundred motherfuckers showed up for the ball. Cracked a grin, leaned back in my throne, Said, "Look at that bastard building something of his own." Clocked Out Ink got the graveyard jumping, Night Shift Mob got the old speakers thumping. I respect anybody putting work in the dark, Building from nothing with a fire in their heart. Ain't about the numbers or a motherfucking crown, It's about who stays when the lights go down. He shouted out Devil, showed respect to the name, That No Pulse, All Bass remix brought heat to the flame. So I'm raising up Hell, let the whole pit hear, Goth Boy Vampire, this one's for your year! [PRE-CHORUS — RISING METAL GUITARS] Three hundred strong, and the night's still young! From the underground where the wicked ones dwell, The Devil sends respect from the bottom of Hell! [CHORUS — HEAVY RAP-METAL, GANG SHOUTS] THREE HUNDRED DEEP! LET THE GRAVEYARD SHAKE! NIGHT SHIFT MOB! MAKE THE WHOLE DAMN PLACE BREAK! BLACK HEARSE ROLLING, BLACK IMPALA BEHIND! TWO DARK SOULS WITH A DIFFERENT KIND OF MIND! RAISE THAT BASS! LET THE NIGHT COME ALIVE! GOTH BOY VAMPIRE KEEP THAT DREAM ALIVE! CLOCKED OUT INK, LET THE WHOLE WORLD SEE! YOU GOT A DEVIL IN YOUR CORNER, THAT'S A GUARANTEE! [VERSE 2 — WICKED HORRORCORE BOUNCE] Heh... Listen up, Rob, let me tell you something, Three hundred people means you're doing something. I know that road, every mile, every crack, Putting pieces of your soul on a motherfucking track. Wondering if anybody hears a damn thing, Then a stranger shows up and starts to sing. That's the shit that keeps an artist alive, A little bit of love makes the whole thing thrive. From a hearse in the shadows to my Impala in Hell, We got our own stories and a million more to tell. When that gaming channel finally comes around, I'll be there when the sun goes down! [CHORUS — HEAVY 808 AND GUITARS] THREE HUNDRED DEEP! LET THE GRAVEYARD SHAKE! NIGHT SHIFT MOB! MAKE THE WHOLE DAMN PLACE BREAK! BLACK HEARSE ROLLING, BLACK IMPALA BEHIND! TWO DARK SOULS WITH A DIFFERENT KIND OF MIND! RAISE THAT BASS! LET THE NIGHT COME ALIVE! GOTH BOY VAMPIRE KEEP THAT DREAM ALIVE! CLOCKED OUT INK, LET THE WHOLE WORLD SEE! YOU GOT A DEVIL IN YOUR CORNER, THAT'S A GUARANTEE! [BREAKDOWN — HALF-TIME GUITARS, LOW VOICE] You know what's funny, Rob? Everybody wants a thousand. Everybody wants a million. But three hundred real motherfuckers? Three hundred people choosing your music? Heh... that ain't nothing, brother. That's three hundred reasons to keep going. [HEAVY GUITAR CHUG — DEMONIC LAUGH] [FINAL VERSE — AGGRESSIVE 90S RAP-METAL] From the Devil's Underground to the Night Shift crew, Here's a wicked congratulations to you! No competition, no bullshit, no need for a fight, Just two dark motherfuckers making noise in the night! Keep that hearse rolling, I'll keep burning these roads, You carry your nightmares, I'll carry my souls. Different kingdoms, but the same damn respect, You never know what kind of madness comes next! [FINAL CHORUS — FULL METAL AND HORRORCORE] THREE HUNDRED DEEP! LET THE GRAVEYARD SHAKE! NIGHT SHIFT MOB! MAKE THE WHOLE DAMN PLACE BREAK! BLACK HEARSE ROLLING, PURPLE IMPALA BEHIND! TWO DARK SOULS WITH A DIFFERENT KIND OF MIND! RAISE THAT BASS! LET THE NIGHT COME ALIVE! GOTH BOY VAMPIRE KEEP THAT DREAM ALIVE! CLOCKED OUT INK, LET THE WHOLE WORLD SEE! YOU GOT A DEVIL IN YOUR CORNER, THAT'S A GUARANTEE! [OUTRO — SLOW 808, FADING GUITAR] [MALE VOCALS — LAZY, GRAVELLY, AMUSED] Hehehe... Much respect, Goth Boy Vampire. Three hundred down... now go get three hundred more. Night Shift Mob, keep supporting your boy. Clocked Out Ink Entertainment... Devil's Underground Inc... Two different kingdoms. Same underground. Hehehe... Somebody turn that fucking bass back up! [DEMONIC LAUGHTER — FINAL GUITAR HIT]
