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Devil With A Low-Rider

``` [Intro] (Deep, sustained, distorted synth drone. A slow, heavy 808 beat kicks in.) (Gravelly, slurred chuckle, heavy reverb): They said I was finished... The joke's on them, **motherfucker**... ha! [Verse 1] I traded the throne for a seat in the coupe, windows tinted black, Now I'm cruising through forever, ain't no turning the **fucking** track back. The air down here is heavy with regret, yeah, that's my cologne, I ain't stressed about nothing, I just roll another one alone. You thought eternity was fire and screams? Nah, it's just endless chill, Sipping on damnation, paying the bill, I still get my fill. I watch the centuries slide past like cheap paint on the wall, I’m too high to answer, too confident to ever take a fall. (Ad-lib, sharp): **FUCK IT!** [Chorus] (The beat pounds, the bass is overwhelming. Vocal is menacing and laid-back.) I’m the devil in the low-rider, riding slow on the asphalt of souls, Gravelly and gone, checking off names from my infinite scrolls. I stay higher than the angels, but my feet stay heavy on the floor, This ain't just damnation, **bitch**, this is forever—and I want more. Laid-back menace, fueled by regret and cheap synthetic smoke, Every single promise I broke was a beautiful, elegant joke. [Verse 2] I pulled the sun out of the sky, now it just glows dim and gray, I don't play the long game, I just own the night and own the day. The fools above, they try to send their light, their stupid hymns, But down here, we just turn up the bass and shatter all their whims. I got prophets on my payroll, got kings lining up to kneel, Yeah, I'm intoxicated, but I know exactly what is real. You wanna bargain? Come on down, I got the pen and the form, Just be prepared to take the long ride through the eternal storm. (Smoky cough, low): **Burn it down!** [Bridge] (The eerie synth melody takes the lead, the drums briefly quiet, leaving only the sharp hi-hats.) They whisper that I'm manic, they say I've lost my mind, But when you control everything, clarity is hard to find. I'm laughing, yeah, I'm always laughing, 'cause your fear tastes sweet, You're trying to escape the road, but I own the concrete street. (Slurred and threatening): I told you, **asshole**, nobody beats the house! [Chorus] (The energy peaks. Extreme reverb and distortion.) I’m the devil in the low-rider, riding slow on the asphalt of souls, Gravelly and gone, checking off names from my infinite scrolls. I stay higher than the angels, but my feet stay heavy on the floor, This ain't just damnation, **bitch**, this is forever—and I want more. Laid-back menace, fueled by regret and cheap synthetic smoke, Every single promise I broke was a beautiful, elegant joke. [Outro] (Beat slows to a crawl, heavy bass sustain.) (Gravelly whisper, fading): Enjoy the ride, **motherfucker**... it never stops... (Final, distant, distorted "ha!") ```