[Intro – Radio static, WH comms layered] Bubble up. Too-tone on grid. Bubble up. No exits, no witnesses. ⸻ [Verse 1] Slide through the hole, cloak holdin’ breath, D-scan blank, but we stalk like death. Drop a scan, not a sound, no chat, W.H.P.D. and we hunt like that. Slide through the hole, cloak holdin’ breath, D-scan blank, but we stalk like death. Drop a scan, not a sound, no chat, W.H.P.D. and we hunt like that. One probe twitch, and your sentence is set, Complain to the Chief—I’m sure you’ll regret. No honor in lootin’—you breached our keep, So we anchor your wreck and lay you to sleep. ⸻ [Hook – Chant-style] Bubble up—your fate's inbound’, Bubble up—no safe darin’. Bubble up—grid control, Bubble up—J-space patrol. [Verse 2] ⸻ Indy ship, no scout? That’s bait for ghosts, We toast ‘em in silence, no need to boast. Pods pop easy when the grid’s this tight, Clone biomass for the orphans tonight. We’re the line in the void, black badge on the chest, Slingin’ bubbles like cuffs—ain’t no time to confess. No backup comin’, no gates to jump, You trespassed here, now it’s time to dump. You trespassed here, now it’s time to dump. ⸻ [Final Hook – Slower, heavier] Bubble up—your fate’s inbound, Bubble up—this is our ground. Bubble up—no cloak, no prayer, Bubble up—you’re already there. ⸻ [Outro – Quiet radio fadeout] Target down. Bubble down. No witnesses.
