
Blood in the Bassline (ft AiMusicGuy and Mydnyght Menace)
(Intro — distorted 808, static hype) Yeah… Ayyyyy cuz it's me A----I Music GUY You feel that? That’s your heartbeat in my speakers… (Beat drops — heavy 808 + guitars) (Rap verse — tight flow) I got blood in the bassline, pain in the rhythm Voices in my head and they all sound different One say “run,” one say “kill,” one say “give in” I just smile while I let them all listen Knife in the back but I walk like I’m gifted Trust got cut now my vision’s all shifted You want war? I don’t talk, I deliver Dig your grave, make it deep, make you live in it (Pre-chorus — melodic, eerie) You said I’d never break… Now I’m the pressure in your veins… (Chorus — heavy, anthemic) I put blood in the bassline Feel it shake when I step in the night You can run but you won’t get away I’m the sound of your fear amplified (Drop — screamed) TURN IT UP—WATCH IT BLEED (Rap verse 2 — more aggressive, faster) Yeah Break it down, I don’t play with the fake I see the snake every time that you speak Got a fist full of rage and a mouth full of teeth You ain’t built for the hell that you woke in me Click—clack—snap, yeah I love that sound That’s another fake king getting dragged face down No crown, no throne, no peace, no sleep Just a war in my head going on repeat (Bridge — half-time, dark melodic) I tried to bury it… But it buried me instead… (Build — layering screams under rap) Now it’s crawling… Now it’s feeding… Now it’s everything I am… (Breakdown — rap + screams layered) I—DON’T—FEEL—SHIT (Scream accent) —BLEGH— (Rap over breakdown) [Mood Shift 150bpm new voice] Ay Ay-I—I—I PUT blood on the bassline Hands on your waistline Put on the gloves, don’t get blood on my pipeline Haaaa—period, DON’T WASTE MY TIME, I’m in my prime Blood on the bassline Chalk outline Red in the flow, now it run through the lifeline Step too close, get tagged at the sidelines Hooked to the vein, I don’t drip, I supply it Type O rhythm, yeah, the whole crowd buy it Run a blood drive every time I get violent Take what I want, I don’t ask, I’m a tyrant Pressure build up, now it pump through the system Bass hit hard, feel your whole body listen Flatline talk, but I came back different Brought it to life, now the whole room twitching Circulation, yeah, I move through the network Heartbeat sync every time that the chest jerk Red on the map, yeah, I mark where the best work Step in the zone, now you feel what the stress worth Gloves on tight, keep it clean when I slide through No loose ends, no trace when I ride through Pipeline clear, let it run when I decide to Blood in the sound, now it’s stuck inside you Ay Ay-I—I—I PUT blood on the bassline Hands on your waistline Put on the gloves, don’t get blood on my pipeline Haaa—period… yeah, run it back one time Mydnyght Menace slaughter that bassline [Mood Shift 150bpm dark trap bounce] [Rap Verse: Melodic triplet flow, heavy vocal effects] (Yeah… turn the low end up…) I put the red on the bass, ain't no pulse when I step in the venue (Yeah) Gloves on the hands, keep it clean, cross 'em off of the schedule (Cross 'em) Type O supply, let it bleed through the wire, I'm feeding the static (Feed it) Don't need a blade, when the 808 hit, got the room going manic (Woo) Look at the pressure. (Pressure) Veins popping out, I control the whole measure (Yeah) Leave a dark stain on the frequency, making 'em pay for the taxes (Tax) I brought the violence, it's strictly the audio, splitting the fractions (Split it) Heartbeat syncing, the chest cavity caving, they gasping for oxygen (Gasping) Move through the network, a ghost in the system, I’m dropping the toxin in (Drop) Cut off the lifeline. (Cut it) Red on the map, I don't ask, I designed it (Yeah) Step in the zone, let the temperature drop, I dictate like a tyrant (Dictate) Pipeline open, I flood out the grid (Flood) Ain't leaving a trace, keep the evidence hidden (Hidden) Blood in the speaker, it soak through the concrete (Soak) No time to run, you ignored all the warnings (Yeah... ignored 'em...) [HOOK - BLEAGH screamed, raw, emotional, strained] BLEAGH! Blood is deep in the sub Let the pressure build up, pull the air from the lungs BLEAGH! Blood is deep in the sub Let the bassline choke all the life from the club (Final chorus — bigger) I put blood in the bassline Let it hit like a gun when it fires You can try but you won’t take me down I was built in the middle of fire (Outro — distorted, fading) Yeah… You hear that? That’s not the music… That’s me.

