Title: 4AM Creep [Intro] (Low 808 pulse + distant distorted guitar) Four in the morning… block still awake Creeping slow… no mistakes [Verse 1] Headlights off, windows cracked, night so cold Creeping the block at 4AM, every story told 808s thumping under the seats like a heartbeat slow Metal riffs cutting through the silence, soft and low Eyes scanning corners, every shadow got a name Trap in my veins, metal in the frame No rush, no noise, just the pressure in the air Hardest hours of the night, and I’m already there [Chorus] Creeping the block at 4AM Bass so deep it wakes the dead again Guitars whispering threats in the dark 4AM creep — leave a permanent mark [Verse 2] Empty streets but the block never sleeps I move like a ghost while the city still weeps Double-time hats ticking like a clock in reverse Screams in the mix when the tension gets worse Every window black, every porch light dead I’m the reason they lock the doors and stay in bed Trap and metal fused in the dead of night 4AM creep — pure predator type [Bridge] (Spoken-scream, almost whispered then exploding) They hear the engine… they know the sound Hardest around when the sun ain’t around No cameras catch it, no lights reveal Just the bass and the riff and the way it feels [Final Chorus / Outro] Creeping the block at 4AM Bass so deep it wakes the dead again Guitars whispering threats in the dark 4AM creep… forever in the dark (Yeah… 4AM… still creeping)
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