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Turtleneck (ZEF TO THE DEATH)

STUDIO

[Intro] [rhythmic heavy breathing] [distorted 909 kick drum pulse] [scuffing sound, spray paint hiss] [Whispered female: "Hi-Tek... God on the beat..."] [Low spoken male: "Yo... watch... people ask me why I'm so hot..."] [Low spoken male: "Because I'm fokken fancy!"] [Verse 1: Male Aggressive Rap, thick accent, dry] I’ma lay you down, skatty, take your clothes off I’m the big dog, Ninja, never goes soft I’ll make love to you, girl, in all the ways you want But keep your fingers off the fabric in the front! [Female]One thing I won't do—[BASS SLIDE]—is take off my turtleneck! [Female]It’s white gold! It’s Zef! My neck stay hidden like a fokken secret! I’m a ninja, baby, I know how to keep it! [Verse 2: High-pitched Female Vocals, eerie, playful] He’s a freak, he’s a king, he’s a total winner He wears a turtleneck even when he eats his dinner He’s sweaty, he’s smelly, he’s dripping in the heat But the cashmere stays on... while he’s moving to the beat (T-N-R! T-N-R!) [Aggressive Male] Don't touch it! You’re too poor! [Pre-Chorus: Rising tension, industrial clanging, layered whispers] [Female Rap]: Gripping my neck... squeezing me... choking me... [Female Whisper]: So tight... so white... [Male Rap]: I'm dripping turtleneck sweat, it’s hot like the sun! I won't stop until the fokken job is done! [STOP] [Female Shout]: DROP IT! [Chorus: Explosive Rave Drop, 165 BPM, Manic Shouting] PLEASE STOP ASKING! (T-N-R!) Baby, I'm butt-naked from the waist down! (POES!) Baby, loving you is my favorite habit KISS MY NECK THROUGH THIS FABRIC! IN THIS MOTHERFUCKING CASHMERE TURTLENECK! [Verse 3: Male Rapid-fire Rap, percussive] Look at my style, look at my gear I’m the boy from the wild, I got no fear Except for the breeze on my sensitive skin So I zip the turtle up right under my chin! Tactical! Practical! Zef-Side fashion! Keep the collar high while I'm doing the passion! [Female Whisper] (My turtleneck! My turtleneck!) [Bridge: Minimalist, bitcrushed, haunting female vocals] [Melodic female]: My turtleneck... so soft... so warm... Inside the fabric... we are born... Don't pull the wool... or the Ninja gets mean... Prettiest freak that you've ever seen... [Vocal distortion increases] [Male Shouts] DON'T PULL THE WOOL! [Outro: Chaos, accelerating BPM, distorted kick] [Female]: Stop asking! I won't do it! [Male]: Zef to the death! (Turtleneck... turtleneck... turtleneck...) [Female Whisper]: Cashmere.