The Home [IAVB]

A dark and atmospheric trap production featuring a heavy, distorted 808 bassline and crisp, syncopated percussion, The track is set in a minor key at approximately 140 BPM, The instrumentation consists of a haunting, high-pitched synth melody with a slight reverb effect, layered over a rhythmic hi-hat pattern with frequent rolls, The vocal performance is a rhythmic rap delivery with a deep, processed tone, utilizing heavy autotune and vocal layering for texture, The structure follows a standard hip-hop format with a repetitive hook and a verse section, Production elements include sharp snare hits, deep sub-bass frequencies, and a clean, modern mix with prominent low-end presence, Black trap rapper vocals NO AUTOTUNE MELODIES black trap rapper vocals samples ad-libs backing vocals background vocals samples ad-libs reverb multiple voices strong multilayered echoes double layered vocals samples sing black rapper voice Atlanta rapper voice trap black rapper voices black rapper, bounce drop

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u know whathood lil dawg...

1000 more times.. hahaa

(velly blaze wrote it)

[Intro / Hook]
Yeah
Uh
Foot on the gas, ain’t lettin’ it pass, I’m mashin’ the pedal again
Light up the dash, I’m spinnin’ the hash, I’m lappin’ the level you in
Back to the wall, I answer the call, I don’t do the settling in
When I get locked in the mode, it’s overload — tell ‘em we ready to spin

[Verse 1]
Back in the cockpit, lock in, I’m poppin’ the throttle, full speed
Jettison etiquette, veteran rhetoric, better get ready to bleed
Threading the needle, I’m weaving through people who thinking they equal to me
Feverish flow with the heater below, I keep it a hundred degrees
Click-clack cadence, invasive, I’m breaking the matrix in code
Slick black gradient fade on the fade, I’m shaving the weight of the globe
Big facts, I don’t chit-chat, I dispatch, I’m raising the voltage
Mismatch, get your ribs cracked, impact when I’m staging the opus
Who want the issue? I pencil a missile and send it direct to your block
Minimal sentiment, venomous sentences bending the metal you got
I’m in the sector dissecting contenders, they stepping, I sever the plot
Pressure applied, electrified, better decide if you ready or not
Sprinting through syllables, criminal intervals, interval training the lungs
Punch after punch, I’m a flurry, you blurry, your currency coming in ones
Hungry as ever, I never surrender, I sever the head of the front
Run it up, sudden cut, when the drum erupt — dead on arrival, you done

[Verse 2]
Back in the lab with a pad and a plan, I’m drafting a master design
Half of you rappers is actors with captions, you cappin’ in half of your lines
Stacking the stamina, animal cannibal, damage your camp with the grind
Hands on the handles, I’m scrambling panels, dismantle the frame of your spine
I’m in the field with a shield and a spear, they yielding whenever I rush
Build up the pressure, compress it, then stretch it, I measure the metal and crush
Skill is a weapon, I’m steppin’ with lessons, aggressive but never in hush
Real as it get, no counterfeit threats, I’m calling your bluff with a flush
Zoom in the lens, I extend the intent, independent and sharp
Pen is a piston, I’m shifting the engine, ignition is lit in the dark
Coded in rhythm, the system get victim to venomous art
Ripping the ligament, militant sentiment straight from the heart
Never fatigued, I’m exceeding the speed of the beat when it drop
Planting my feet in the street of elite, I compete at the top
Cutting the leash, I unleash the release, ain’t a crease in the crop
When I speak it’s a peak, every peak is unique — I don’t need me a prop

[Outro]
Yeah
Engine still runnin’, I’m gunnin’, the summit in sight and I’m gone
Smoke in the rearview, they fear who appear when the siren is on
Mode never idle, I’m tribal, survival is carved in the tone
Fast lane, gas flame — when I’m in my zone, it’s over and done.

2912/7500

u know whathood lil dawg... 1000 more times.. hahaa (velly blaze wrote it) [Intro / Hook] Yeah Uh Foot on the gas, ain’t lettin’ it pass, I’m mashin’ the pedal again Light up the dash, I’m spinnin’ the hash, I’m lappin’ the level you in Back to the wall, I answer the call, I don’t do the settling in When I get locked in the mode, it’s overload — tell ‘em we ready to spin [Verse 1] Back in the cockpit, lock in, I’m poppin’ the throttle, full speed Jettison etiquette, veteran rhetoric, better get ready to bleed Threading the needle, I’m weaving through people who thinking they equal to me Feverish flow with the heater below, I keep it a hundred degrees Click-clack cadence, invasive, I’m breaking the matrix in code Slick black gradient fade on the fade, I’m shaving the weight of the globe Big facts, I don’t chit-chat, I dispatch, I’m raising the voltage Mismatch, get your ribs cracked, impact when I’m staging the opus Who want the issue? I pencil a missile and send it direct to your block Minimal sentiment, venomous sentences bending the metal you got I’m in the sector dissecting contenders, they stepping, I sever the plot Pressure applied, electrified, better decide if you ready or not Sprinting through syllables, criminal intervals, interval training the lungs Punch after punch, I’m a flurry, you blurry, your currency coming in ones Hungry as ever, I never surrender, I sever the head of the front Run it up, sudden cut, when the drum erupt — dead on arrival, you done [Verse 2] Back in the lab with a pad and a plan, I’m drafting a master design Half of you rappers is actors with captions, you cappin’ in half of your lines Stacking the stamina, animal cannibal, damage your camp with the grind Hands on the handles, I’m scrambling panels, dismantle the frame of your spine I’m in the field with a shield and a spear, they yielding whenever I rush Build up the pressure, compress it, then stretch it, I measure the metal and crush Skill is a weapon, I’m steppin’ with lessons, aggressive but never in hush Real as it get, no counterfeit threats, I’m calling your bluff with a flush Zoom in the lens, I extend the intent, independent and sharp Pen is a piston, I’m shifting the engine, ignition is lit in the dark Coded in rhythm, the system get victim to venomous art Ripping the ligament, militant sentiment straight from the heart Never fatigued, I’m exceeding the speed of the beat when it drop Planting my feet in the street of elite, I compete at the top Cutting the leash, I unleash the release, ain’t a crease in the crop When I speak it’s a peak, every peak is unique — I don’t need me a prop [Outro] Yeah Engine still runnin’, I’m gunnin’, the summit in sight and I’m gone Smoke in the rearview, they fear who appear when the siren is on Mode never idle, I’m tribal, survival is carved in the tone Fast lane, gas flame — when I’m in my zone, it’s over and done.

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