[INTRO – Dark Synth, Deep Sub-Bass, Clock Ticking] [Female Whisper – Soft, Sinister] Goth Boy Vampire... [Male Spoken – Playful, Confident] Clocked Out Ink Entertainment. Castle doors open, purple lights burning. Got the whole night planned. One problem... Where the hell's my AUX cord? [Vinyl Scratch – Sudden Silence] [Male Spoken] Abbadon? Why are you sitting on the DJ equipment? [808 BASS DROP – 148 BPM] [VERSE 1 – Bouncy Gothic Trap, Playful Flow] Walked in clean with the midnight drip, Black on black with the fangs on the lip. Purple lights hitting every stone wall, Had the bassline ready, had the night on call. Turned my back for a minute, now look, Little black cat with a criminal look. One paw planted on the mixing board, Other paw resting like he runs the floor. He ain't got thumbs, how'd he switch that track? How'd he turn the bass up? Somebody explain that! Tail in the air like a VIP pass, Knocked my whole playlist straight in the trash! I said, "Little King, we gotta discuss!" He blinked twice like, "Don't make a fuss." Now the beat hits harder than the one I chose, And the little dude's dancing on his tippy toes! [PRE-CHORUS – Beat Strips Down, Dark Seductive Bounce] Red eyes glowing, purple smoke rolling, Whole castle shaking, bassline controlling. I came to run the night, now who's in control? Four little paws and a whole lotta soul. [CHORUS – EXPLOSIVE 808 CLUB DROP] ABBADON STOLE THE AUX! TURN IT UP, SHAKE THE WALLS! Little King calling every shot, Got the whole damn castle getting way too hot! ABBADON STOLE THE AUX! BASS SO HEAVY, WATCH THE STONEWORK ROCK! Fangs out, hands up, let the low end knock, Even death can't make this party stop! [VERSE 2 – Aggressive Fast Rap, Punchy Kicks] Hold up, wait, who's running this label? Cat got his paws all over my table! CEO attitude, miniature frame, Running this castle like he owns my name! Got a velvet chair and a custom-made throne, Acts like my studio is his second home. I pay the bills, he collects the praise, Sleeps through the work, then demands a raise! No paycheck needed, just a bowl and a snack, Tried to move him, got a judgmental glance back. He scratched the fader, made the bassline slam, Now I'm questioning who the producer am! Rob V M P on the microphone, Abbadon sitting on the DJ throne. Two undead legends? Nah, one's a cat! But he runs this club and that's a fact! [BEAT SWITCH – Half-Time, Deep Pulsing Synth] [Male Spoken – Dry Humor] Okay... I'll admit it. That drop was pretty good. But don't touch the— [Record Scratch – Sudden Massive Bass Hit] [Male Spoken] ABBADON! THAT'S THE MASTER VOLUME! [VERSE 3 – Dark Seductive Trap, Smooth Confident Flow] Slow that rhythm, let the shadows slide, Black silk moving with the crimson lights. Fangs catch a flash when I crack that grin, Feel the cold night air when the bass rolls in. No heartbeat needed when the speakers breathe, Got a graveyard groove with a wicked lean. I'm the Goth Boy Vampire, king of the night, But my cat just stole my spotlight. He ain't chasing fame, he's chasing that glow, Little black shadow with a front-row show. Moves like royalty, cool and composed, Then knocks my drink off the table below. [BEAT CUT – One Second Silence] [Male Spoken] That was WATER, Abbadon! You little menace! [FINAL BUILD – Rising Synth, Rapid Hi-Hats] [Male Rap – Increasing Energy] Well, if you can't beat him, let him cook, Little King got the whole place shook! No more fighting for the sound tonight, I'm grabbing that mic, let the cat ignite! [FINAL CHORUS – DOUBLE-TIME RAP, HUGE 808 DROP] ABBADON STOLE THE AUX! TURN IT UP, SHAKE THE WALLS! Little King calling every shot, Got the whole damn castle getting way too hot! ABBADON STOLE THE AUX! BASS SO HEAVY, WATCH THE STONEWORK ROCK! Fangs out, hands up, let the low end knock, Even death can't make this party stop! [OUTRO – Beat Slows, Sub-Bass Fades] [Male Spoken – Amused] Clocked Out Ink Entertainment... Apparently under new management. Abbadon, you win tonight. But tomorrow, I'm hiding the AUX cord. [Pause – Single Heavy 808 Hit] [Male Spoken – Disbelief] ...How did you already find it? [Female Whisper – Sinister, Playful] The Little King... never clocks out. [END]
