[Style: Futuristic cyber-trap, glitchy 808 slides, stuttering metallic hi-hats, industrial bass stabs, hypnotic arpeggiated synths, surreal atmospheric tension] [Vocals: Dax Riggs style, blues-drenched southern gothic rasp, gravelly soul, warping dynamically from haunting, melancholic croons to unhinged, supersonic triplet machine-gun flows] (Intro - Spooky, warped cyberpunk synth pads sliding downward, slow ticking digital clock, distant industrial hum) (Spoken, deep gravelly whisper) System override... The simulation is bleeding through the seams. Let's see how well you handle the static. (Verse 1 - Bouncing, hypnotic trap rhythm, heavy sliding 808s, rhythmic swagger) Neon lights flickering down in the sinkhole Trading your heartbeat to lease out a digital soul You walk like a monarch, you talk like a god Living a lie in a digital facade Posing for pictures, you’re selling a ghost While I’m at the terminal hosting the roast— (Flow Switch 1 - Sudden hyperspeed shift, choppy, robotic triplet cadence firing like a laser) —and you freezing on the platform, buffering slow Don't know which way that the data streams go! You’re a corrupted file, you’re a syntax error Walking around in a state of perpetual terror! I’m a virus infiltrating through your mainframe Injecting heavy metal straight into your blood stream! (Chorus - Massive cyber-trap drop, wall of distorted 808 bass, soaring, agonized blues-gothic vocal wails) (Dax wailing with intense, cracked southern soul) *Oh, Lord, the circuit boards are catching fire!* We built a temple out of wire and liar! You wanted the data, you wanted the fame Now watch the mainframe burn your name! (Beat drops dead silent on the snare) Error 404. You don't exist. (Verse 2 - Beat strips down to a bouncy, minimalist trap groove with bizarre, pitch-shifted vocal hiccups) Walking the grid with a pocket full of shrapnel Cutting through your safety net like it was made of maple You a prototype failure, a mass-market clone Talking that trash from a plasticine throne You think you’re a shark, but you swimming in a puddle— (Flow Switch 2 - Insane, erratic flow acceleration, twisting syllables into a manic, supersonic double-time sprint) —and I’m stirring up the mud till you caught in a huddle! Got the cybernetic pedal pressed right to the floor Kicking down the firewall, breaking the door! You stuttering, you stuttering, losing your grip Watching the entire operation slip! No backup, no server, no lifeline left Just another victim of a high-tech theft! (Bridge - Total beat switch to a slowed, warped halftime half-speed trap crawl with a weeping, distorted blues-guitar synth) The screen goes black... The neon fades to gray... There is no patch to fix you now... (Spoken softly) Format C-Drive. (Outro - Insane, hyper-speed final chopper verse over a maximum-distortion, glitching trap beat ending on a sudden, crisp digital click) Data deleted, connection completed, you never competed, you totally cheated, running the matrix and pulling the plug on the plug while you're choking and gasping and leaking the juice! (Dax screaming)
