[Psy Dub, Shpongle-esque Prog Psy, organic forest psychedelia, swirling ethnodelic layers, deep rolling bass, cosmic pads, didgeridoo drones, tribal percussion, 75-110 BPM first half] [4:00 transition] [Glitch Hop into full DNB, heavy wobbly glitch bass, chopped vocal glitches, amen breaks, neurofunk bass, rolling drums, 140-175 BPM, razor snares, supersaw stabs] [UK male rap/sung vocals, dark therapeutic trippy vibe, vinyl crackle, high production] [Audiophile, wide stereo, deep sub bass] [Intro] [Psy Dub Prog Psy] [75 BPM] [narrow mono vinyl texture, sub barely present] [old vinyl record sample] [ragtime male vocal] [1930 piano Reefer Madness] Here's a word of warning to both old and young Pay heed to me before it is too late There's a vicious plant that looks so innocent But its stem comes from the roots of hate Marijuana, the Devil's flower If you use it, you'll be enslaved Marijuana, it brings you sorrow And may send you to your grave [dj loops and scratches 'grave' into delay, degrading pitch, opening stereo field] [Verse 1] [Psy Dub Shpongle-esque Prog Psy] [95 BPM] [wide didgeridoo drone L/R, scattered tribal percussion, dry centered vocal] [Vocal - UK male] Lets go I'm bringing the hype 'til we ring the alarm Bring me a farm full of cannabis I'll wrap a spliff as big as my arms Some hench blunts getting lit in the dance Fingers sticky like the scissors when ya clipping ya plants Stiff in a trance bill a biff as big as a lance Mounted on a fucking window I'll light it then sit in the dark Hitting it hard till I'm charged like a flickering star Pull the grizzly out ya jar and start billing it large! [Chorus] [Shpongle-esque Prog Psy] [105 BPM] [Pan ad-libs hard-panned R with cold delay, lead vocal dry center, cosmic pads swelling] ("Oi bro… you good or what?") Yeah… yeah I'm here I'm just— I don't know it's loud in my head tonight (too loud) I been dealin' with the noise like every human being Didn't really get sleep last night (last night) Pan in the corner with a grin like "leave" Tryna drag me back to that life (that life) ("You still runnin' or you standin' still?") I don't know… I'm tryin' to heal (tryin') Need space just to breathe right (breathe) Little break from the chaos and the late nights (head noise) Last year I had a breakdown Thoughts in my head got way too loud (too loud) Pan said "bro just black out" I said "nah I'm tryna find my way out" (way out) [stereo tightening, bracing for drop] BYE BYE BYE to the old escape (cut that) BYE BYE BYE to the self I fake (no mask) BYE BYE BYE to the voice that lies (quiet now) Yeah… see you never… nah I see you Pan But I'm grounded this time (grounded) Yeah… I'm grounded this time (breathe… out) [Bridge] [Shpongle-esque Prog Psy] [110 BPM] [acid line sweeping L to R, filter resonance building, organic textures starting to glitch] [building tension acid lines] (RELOAD) (oi!) (spin that) [Drop] [Glitch Hop into DNB] [4:00] [140 BPM] [hard cut to tight wobbly centered bass, "Pan" vocal-chopped and glitched] Pan in my head got the forest in my chest (in my head) Panic in the room when I step no rest (no rest) Pan in my head but I'm passing the test (pass that) Wild in the mind but I'm grounded I'm blessed (grounded) [Glitch Hop] [4:30] [155 BPM] [wobble intensifies, supersaw stabs widening stereo] Pan in my head hear him laugh when I stress (ha-ha) Tryna pull me back but I'm choosing my steps (one step) I breathe I move I handle the mess (breathe) [DNB] [6:00] [170 BPM] [full amen break, wide centered neuro bass, controlled not chaotic, razor snares clean] [rolling amen breaks neuro bass] Pan in my head got the forest in my chest (in my head) Panic in the crowd when I step with the set (with the set) Pan in my head but I'm laid to rest (calm now) Wild in the drop but I'm grounded at best (grounded) [Outro] [vinyl crackle returns warm and centered, not narrow, steady sub underneath] (breathe… out) Yeah… I'm grounded this time.
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