*Chit* Cage Rage (Remix)

[Relentless hyper-fast rapid-fire Detroit hip hop drums drive chopper rap verses, layering tight hi-hats and booming kicks, Neuro, Funk-macabre synths slice through with gritty textures and dark arpeggios, while murky 808s and glitching FX keep the energy jagged and futuristic throughout, The chaos slows for the melodic chorus, with a gang vocals and round-robin call-response, Snoop Dog Rap, West Coast, Spanish, INSTRUCCIONES // LIVE, DJ Tripp Vocals, Flow, Slow Vocals Spoken, Perfect Production, Studio Recording, Hi-Fidelity, FX, Rhythm, Emotional, Underground, Deep, Old Male Spoken Male Vocals, Robotic Insectoid Glitchy, Thymic, synth stab, Banger, Beatbox FX, A gritty 1970s thriller-inspired horror rap track dripping with dread and analog tension, Opens with dusty tape hiss and eerie Wurlitzer-style electric piano, playing a suspenseful, off-kilter motif like something from an old exploitation film, The beat slithers in slow-building, then slamming into a hyper-aggressive trap,] [INSTRUCCIONES // LIVE, Perfect Production, Studio Recording, Hi-Fidelity, FX, by DJ Tripp,] Nick, what was you think in, bro? What a *chit* show, cage, In the spotlight, your shadows still alive, I walked in with a paper of rage, Truth in my eyes, trapped inside this cage, The walls were closing, the crowd was wild, They smeared the words I tried to compile, In a world that’s broken, where hope is a lie, I scream for the truth while the real ones die. Mud flew like bullets, lies filled the room, Every scream a hammer, every laugh a tomb. They don’t want the truth, they don’t want the brave, They just want the filth of this shit cage. I am stuck in this *Chit* show, cage, tearing up the night, Screaming out my anger, losing every fight. I stand in the madness, eyes dead yes, I am still alive, In this *Chit* show, cage, will the truth survive? My history in dirt, Every word I held, another chance to hurt. Men in blue roaring, spitting out disdain, Kings of the chaos, prophets of the pain. I am caught in the cycle, we’re I am blinded by the game, Chasing after shadows, lost I don't need no fame. I rise through the ashes, refuse to be tamed, My mud flew like bullets, lies filled the room, Every scream a hammer, every laugh a Boom. They don’t want the truth, they don’t want the brave, I pled the fifth in this *Chit* show cage. I am stuck in this *Chit* show cage, tearing up the night, Screaming out my anger, losing every fight. I stand in the madness, eyes dead yes, I am still alive, In this *Chit* cage, will the truth survive? My eyes say what we won’t to confess, I am drowning in the dirt of my own mess. History’s written on a soiled page, I am a prisoner of the fury in this *Chit* show, cage. Can you hear the rage? Do you see this filthy stage? Cage in the *Chit* show cage, I am no hero to save. I am stuck in this *Chit* shows cage, tearing up the night, Screaming out my anger, losing every fight. I stand in the madness, eyes dead yes, I am still alive, In this *Chit* show, cage, I tell the truth to survive. [Outro] Hold up your papers, let the world engage, share your names. We’re all just actors. Tripp, Tripp, Trippy, Yeah, I am in this *Chit* show cage.