
SWAMP CIRCUIT FRENZY Vr2 (hold on tight)
INTRO (spoken, rhythmic, filtered) Yeah…thats right people lostboys in da house we are wakin and shakin today with some kickin beats join us lets gooo Kick’s thumpin’, bass is breathin’, House in the bones, DNB in the bloodstream. 175 — hold tight. We’re goin’ in. VERSE 1 (fast, tight syllables) I step in the room with a voltage spark, Halftime stomp then it snaps to the dark, Kick drum hittin’ like a steel‑toe mark, Guitars detuned like they’re fallin’ apart. Messy reverb drip like a cave in the rain, Scat‑lead pinch like it’s cuttin’ the vein, Sub so swampy it’s draggin’ a chain, Bassline rumble like a creature restrained. Frenetic house when I bend that frame, DNB snap when I torch that flame, I spit so quick that I warp the game, Words ricochet like they can’t be tamed. Muted strings with a glitch‑tone bite, I’m a live‑wire spark in the dead of night, Beat so hard it’ll break your site, I’m a runaway rhythm with a wild‑type fight. PRE‑DROP (chant, hype) Bass too deep — can’t climb out, Beat too fast — I wild out, Guitars detuned — that grime route, 175 BPM — no doubt. DROP VOCALS (short bursts) Run it — run it — run it — Kick drum slam and the floor goes flooded. Spin it — spin it — spin it — Swamp‑sub growl and the whole crowd love it. Break it — break it — break it — Halftime crush then the double‑time take it. Shake it — shake it — shake it — Frenetic house vibe and the whole place quake it. BRIDGE (slower, halftime flow) Deep in the fog where the low‑end creeps, Bassline slither like it’s lost in the deeps, Reverb smear like a ghost that weeps, Kick hits heavy like a giant leaps. Muted guitars like a rusted gate, Detuned strings with a warped‑out fate, Scat‑lead twist like it’s talkin’ in hate, I ride that beat at a breakneck rate. VERSE 2 (even faster, more technical) I’m a circuit spark in a swamp‑core pit, Words stack quick when the beat goes split, Halftime drop then I double‑time spit, Flow so sharp it’ll cut through grit. Kick drum punch like a heavyweight swing, Snare so crisp it’s a diamond ring, Hats go wild with a jitter‑roll fling, I rap so fast that the air starts to sting. Reverb chaos, smear that zone, Bassline beast with a mind of its own, Guitars detuned like a broken phone, I’m a runaway glitch in a cyclone. Frenetic house when I twist that vibe, DNB pulse when I let that ride, 175 pace — I don’t divide, I’m a storm in the booth with a landslide stride. FINAL RUN (max speed, drop‑ready) Kick‑kick‑kick when the floorboards shake, Bass‑bass‑bass like a tidal lake, Flow‑flow‑flow ’til the wires break, I’m a high‑speed force that you can’t remake. Sub so swampy it’s thick like tar, Beat so fast it’ll bend your bar, Guitars detuned like a wrecked guitar, I’m a runaway spark in a DNB war. Messy reverb — smear that sky, Scat‑lead pinch like a battle cry, House‑core chaos — amplify, 175 BPM — I never die. OUTRO TAG (spoken, fading) Yeah… Swamp circuit frenzy. You survived the drop. Barely.

