[Intro | spoken gravelly boss voice over pulsing dark synths | low menace building] Dirtbag Mafia... wormhole space calls our name tonight. Rocks to mine, gas to huff, drugs cookin', data hacks and relic runs. But those kill mails... floodin' in. W H P D struck again. How the hell they always know? [Verse 1 | dark techno rap flow | syncopated low cadence | nine to ten syllables per line] Deep in wormhole voids we mine the rocks for ore Huffin' gas clouds thick under cover of the core Drug production labs hummin' in the hidden sites Cookin' boosters strong for the endless fights Hacking data nodes slicin' through the code Robbin' relics ancient stealin' every load Operations smooth family profits growin' fast Dirtbag Mafia empire risin' shadows ever vast Pacifiers lurkin' Lokis twistin' traps Tholos standin' guard while Proteus adapts [Pre-Chorus | rising tension | building synth layers | half-time to accelerating flow] Kill mails pilin' up on my desk in red Ships exploded silent in the dark widespread Dirtbag Mafia reportin' losses heavy on the line W H P D swoopin' crushin' every sign [Chorus | Haiku structure | anthemic stacked echoes | belted with reverb | five seven five syllables] W H P D strikes Mining gas and relics fall How they know our holes [Verse 2 | intensifying dark techno drive | double-time push | nine to ten syllables per line] Legion multiplies breakin' through our fleets Astero crashin' hard turnin' wins to defeats Data sites corrupted hacks cut short mid stream Relic runs ambushed leavin' empty dreams Drug labs raided silent gas clouds dispersed Rocks abandoned floatin' credits all reversed Tension risin' heavy as the reports pour in Boss demands answers from the crew within Every operation hit with perfect deadly aim W H P D playin' their secret game [Bridge | slow atmospheric swell | breathy menacing delivery | tension peak] How they know our holes... every move we make Pacifiers watchin' Lokis lead the snake Tholos Proteus Legion Astero combine Wormhole shadows betrayed by unseen line We adapt... we strike back... but the question burns [Outro | fading distorted beats | echoing ad-libs | resolving menace] W H P D ... always one step ahead... Mining huffin' hackin' robbin' all left dead... Boss still plannin'... family never bends...
