[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] [HAUNTED PIANO, VINYL HISS, RAIN, LONE SLIDE GUITAR] [DEVIL DEATH — DEEP GRAVELLY SPOKEN] Rob... You said keep the headlights honest. Heh... all right, brother. You wanna know who's driving? Here's the part I don't usually play. [VERSE 1 — DUSTY 90S HORRORCORE, DEEP MALE RAP] Forty-one years with a storm behind my eyes, Clock in, paint a smile on, keep the thunder disguised. This year put a weight on a chest already cracked, Every time I took a step, felt the old hurt dragging back. Some nights I can't sleep, some days I barely feel, Tell the world I'm fine, but the silence knows what's real. Head full of questions, heart left on the shelf, So busy holding on, I nearly lost myself. Scorpio, fixed water, quiet till it floods, Remember every promise, every cut beneath the love. They see glasses, purple smoke, that wicked Devil grin, Never see the nights I fight the war I'm carrying within. [PRE-HOOK — CHURCH BELL, BASS SWELLS] I don't need a crown. I don't need applause. Just somewhere to set this weight down without explaining every scar. [HOOK — LOW GRAVELLY HORRORCORE CHANT, HARD SNARES] THERE'S A MAN BEHIND THE DEVIL! THERE'S A HEART BEHIND THE SMOKE! I CAN LAUGH AT ALL MY DEMONS WHILE I'M CHOKING ON THE WORDS I NEVER SPOKE! SCORPIO UNDER PRESSURE! COLD WATER, FIRE INSIDE! I AIN'T ASKING YOU TO SAVE ME, JUST HEAR THE PAIN I KEEP BEHIND MY EYES! [VERSE 2 — DARK SLIDE GUITAR, 808, SHARP RAP] I've seen trust turn to distance, watched the warmth go cold, Heard "forever" from the people first to let me go. Some I loved became strangers, some drifted out of sight, And I kept replaying every word alone at night. Got a memory like a headstone, every letter carved deep, Even when I let it go, it comes back when I sleep. I don't wanna live by bitterness or let it pick a side, But "the older I grow colder" ain't a joke when it's inside. Some days I feel everything, other days I feel numb, Turn the hurt into a kick drum, let the low bass hum. Purple smoke curls upward, black Impala in the rain, I ain't glorifying suffering—I'm just giving it a name. [BEAT CUT — LONE PIANO, RAIN ON WINDSHIELD] [DEVIL DEATH — CLOSE-MIC SPOKEN, NO BEAT] Rob... When I first heard "No Pulse All Bass," I felt something I couldn't explain. Then you wrote me back. Didn't have to do that. You said no race. No crown to fight for. Just keep the headlights honest. So here's me... without the armor. [LONG PAUSE — PIANO NOTE] I killed myself a thousand times to become the Devil that you see. Not my body... A thousand versions of who I used to be. Every betrayal buried another piece, Every broken promise stole a little peace. Every time I thought I'd finally healed, life found another fucking wound to peel. I didn't wake up one morning and decide to become this cold. I was a different man once. [LONG PAUSE — BITTER CHUCKLE] But that man didn't survive everything. And the Devil? He's what was left standing. [808 RETURNS — SLOW HEAVY HORRORCORE BOUNCE] [VERSE 3 — WICKED HORRORCORE RAP, GROWING FORCE] Made a kingdom out of ashes, made a voice out of hurt, Planted honest words in every shovel full of dirt. Ain't a villain every minute, ain't the saint you wanna see, Just a man with too much memory trying hard to just be me. If I sound a little guarded, there's a reason for the gate, If I take my time with friendship, that's history, not hate. Rob, I'm not asking you to carry all the ghosts inside my past, Just understand why that respect hit deeper than you asked. [BRIDGE — HAUNTED PIANO, SLIDE GUITAR] Some wounds ain't got a punchline. Some nights don't have a song. Being tough ain't always winning. Sometimes it's just holding on. [FINAL HOOK — CRUSHING 808, RAW 90S HORRORCORE] THERE'S A MAN BEHIND THE DEVIL! THERE'S A HEART BEHIND THE SMOKE! I CAN LAUGH AT ALL MY DEMONS, BUT TONIGHT I'M SAYING WHAT I NEVER SPOKE! SCORPIO UNDER PRESSURE! STILL HERE, STILL ALIVE! I AIN'T ASKING YOU TO SAVE ME, JUST LET THIS TRUTH RIDE BESIDE YOURS TONIGHT! [OUTRO — ENGINES IDLE, RAIN, PIANO] [DEVIL DEATH — LOW SPOKEN] So there it is, Rob. Not the legend. Not the logo. Just me. Maybe friends. Maybe brothers one day. No rush. No race. Heh... Next time I RKO your coffin, I'll knock first. [LOW CHUCKLE — TWO ENGINES FADE]
