wEEv IT aWoNe

Nu-metal and industrial metal track at 140 BPM in D minor, The arrangement features heavily distorted, down-tuned electric guitars playing syncopated, palm-muted riffs and chugging patterns, A gritty synth bass follows the guitar lines, The drum kit uses a compressed, punchy snare and rapid double-kick patterns, Vocals alternate between aggressive, shouted delivery and guttural growls, with occasional rhythmic spoken-word sections, Industrial elements include metallic percussion hits and glitchy electronic textures, A technical guitar solo features rapid alternate picking and wah-pedal filtering, The production is dense with high-gain saturation and sharp transients

[mumbled narration] (weave your own web n fuck 'em..) [Intro] [Verse 1] (Ya!) Tired! Them scripted beats! (that) the Industry serves on skip and repeat! (Raa!!) dem formulaic sounds. Incomplete compounds! (ounds, ounds, ounds) Leave soul incomplete. Dip ya in, rinse repeat. Like ya souls undah-neath. Their shit encrusted cleat! (eat-eat-eat) Time to break (dat) cycle! (and) Reject that formula that they feed ya! (YEAH!) Master your own shit, (fulfill it, fullfill it) Yo shit, yo shit, yo shit! [robot vocoded vocals] That creative urge!.. (that) Gotta puke it outt!! (vomit the soull..) (that) Creative drive!.. [Gutteral Utterance Vocals] [Pre-Chorus] Swallowin no more! (nuh-uh, nuh-uh, nope!) Them polished lies they dole on the daily! Forge your path! (and) Your authenticity! (ungh!) [Chorus] Master your own shit! Fuck dem dimwits. What you have is rare. (Go and dare) No in dust try dole out! Your own tapestry needs to be woven. From yo mind, from yo heart, consider yo-self the chosen! (Yea, das right!) Muh-fuh.. (UNGH!) Rise above. Rise above it! Ya art of noise. Yo part! [Verse 2] Ya journey of discovery. In your space. In ya head space!. That profound joy of creation. Dynamic forces within. (nuh) No hesitation! Radiant. Vision! Only you can produce you! (woo!) [Bridge] [Build] (and, and) No more passive listens. Off dat Bullshit they make ya sit n listen. (fuck dat!) Take the reins. Make it rain. Flood their shit out. Yourself! You!. (you-u-you-u) Listen! [Final Chorus] (so-so-so) Master yo' shit! (ungh, ungh, yea) Fuck dem dimwits. What you have is rare. Roll with it. No industry dole out! (in dust try) Time to get da mole out. Time to get da mold out. Time to get da fuck out. (fuck that shit) (said) Your own. Tapestry. Weave it. (alone) From ya mind! From ya Heart! consider yo-self.. Chosen! (chosen-chosen-chosen-chosen) mm. (Yea, das right!) Muh-fuck em! mm-hmm. YEA! (UNGH!) Rise above. Rise above it! Ya art of noise. Yo part! [Outro] (stop bein a lil bitch and suckin on they tit) yea. Fuck 'em.

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