[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] [HAUNTING PIANO — TICKING CLOCK — DISTANT THUNDER] [MALE SPOKEN — LOW, SINCERE, GRAVELLY] Rob... I heard you talking about the man behind the armor. And I was listening, brother. Then you said one word... Empath. Heh... That one hit like a damn rock. [VERSE 1 — CONTROLLED GOTHIC TRAP RAP, DEEP 808] I walk in a room, feel the temperature bend, Somebody says "I'm fine" but I know they pretend. A smile on the face, heavy clouds underneath, I feel what they're holding before they can speak. A pause in the voice, something wrong in the air, A hurt they keep hidden, but I feel it right there. I've asked, "What's wrong?" and watched their eyes go wide, Like, "How the hell'd you know what I was hiding inside?" I ain't saying I'm magic, ain't reading a mind, I just pick up the pieces most people walk by. Some moods drift away when that person is gone, Some hit deep enough that they linger till dawn. But it ain't a curse, no, I don't call it pain, I can stand in the storm and walk out of the rain. [PRE-HOOK — RISING STRINGS, RAP BUILDS] So when you said "empath," I stopped in my tracks, Heard a piece of my life coming through your track. Different roads, different scars, ain't comparing a thing, Just recognized the truth in the words you sing. [HOOK — MASSIVE CINEMATIC 808 DROP, POWERFUL MALE RAP] BEFORE YOU SAY A WORD! I CAN FEEL THE WEATHER CHANGE! THE SMILE SAYS EVERYTHING'S FINE, BUT I FEEL THE HURT THEY CAN'T EXPLAIN! I DON'T NEED TO OWN YOUR SHADOW! I DON'T HAVE TO WEAR YOUR CHAINS! I CAN FEEL THE STORM YOU'RE HIDING AND STILL WALK OUT OF THE RAIN! [VERSE 2 — FASTER HI-HATS, DOUBLE-TIME GOTHIC RAP] You said trust takes time — yeah, I respect that, Ain't here to put a name on a bond like that. You got a castle, I got my thirty-third floor, Different kinds of darkness behind different doors. I showed the face beneath the Devil, no costume, no mask, You met that moment with respect — all I could ask. I'm not saying we been through the very same hell, Or that I know every story you're unwilling to tell. But that one little word made the whole room freeze, Like somebody knew a language that comes natural to me. Feeling ain't weakness, and caring ain't a debt, I can sense someone's hurt without carrying regret. Sometimes it stays; sometimes it goes with the night, Either way, brother, I know I'll be all right. [BEAT CUT — LONE PIANO, QUIET MALE SPOKEN] There's a difference between knowing somebody's hurting... And believing it's yours to fix. I feel it. I respect it. And I let people tell their own story. [FINAL HOOK — FULL STRINGS, HEAVY SUB-BASS, DRUMS EXPLODE] BEFORE YOU SAY A WORD! I CAN FEEL THE WEATHER CHANGE! TWO MEN IN DIFFERENT SHADOWS, NOT THE SAME ROAD, NOT THE SAME PAIN! NO RACE TO CALL IT BROTHERHOOD! NO PROMISES WE GOTTA MAKE! JUST A LITTLE MORE UNDERSTANDING EVERY TIME THE DARKNESS BREAKS! [OUTRO — TICKING CLOCK — WARM PIANO — LOW CHUCKLE] [MALE SPOKEN — PLAYFUL, DEEP] Oh... and tell Abbadon I heard he's guarding that coffin. Gold-eyed little king, huh? Heh... I'm knocking first. But that RKO? Still on the table. [QUIET LAUGH] Respect, Rob. Devil Death... out.
