[HOOK] Bass hit like a burial rite, I ignite— Every drop split the floor, make the void bite. Mind cracked, spine snapped, in the cold night— I’m the storm in the wires when the volts spike. [VERSE 1] I’m a glitch in the system with a hunger to maul, Every beat that I breathe turns to teeth in the wall. When the bass detonates, hear the whole world fall, Like a god in the gutter with a voice too raw. I’m a tyrant in the static, a phantom in code, Every rhyme interlocks like a weapon I load. When the kick drum buckles, I’m in overload, And the rage in my chest is a bomb set to explode. I don’t bend, I break— I don’t shake, I quake— I don’t rap, I take— Everything in my wake. [HOOK] Bass hit like a burial rite, I ignite— Every drop split the floor, make the void bite. Mind cracked, spine snapped, in the cold night— I’m the storm in the wires when the volts spike. [VERSE 2] I’m the king of the carnage in the back of your skull, Every whisper I spit makes the shadows grow full. When the bass goes feral, every atom goes dull, And the fear in your lungs turns to something you pull. I’m a curse in the circuitry, a howl in the vents, Every line that I write feels like breaking cement. When the beat starts bleeding, I’m the one who’s sent— A reminder that chaos never asks for consent. Intricate rhymes like a ritual chant, I expand in the cracks where the sane ones can’t. I’m the pulse in the dark, I’m the rage you grant— And the bass is my throne when the world slants. [OUTRO] So I rise with the drop when the night goes numb, Every echo I make is a war drum. I’m the beast in the beat you can’t outrun— When the bass gets cruel, then I become.
