“I recommend watching Kyle Hill’s youtube video on the Demon Core, the inspiration behind this song. It’s good stuff” Im good I know it I aint gotta wait for you to clap son I dont really care for your reaction If theyre bringing energy Im going atom Just one nudge on this Demons Core thats it Thought it was safe till it wasnt a fast switch A fraction off tilt and youre playing with balance Now its chain on chain are you ready to start shit Cross that line and your face fractures As calm gets plastered and stripped with this shit starting sparks in the hearts of reactors quarks and panic got this stick running hot make your pulse go frantic and one wrong twitch and your brain goes static cos aint no control rods packed in so when the arks start it gets active and one wrong glitch and it splits as this bastard blasts on the beat so start with your lips and we'll be bringing out the blues flashing There aint no bunker, shielding or safe exit route So you can run motherfucker but this hum still comes with marie curated residue Im the doctor so dont be asking professor who cos bare chest faith'll get your full frame lifted and im the dead mans switch so the fallouts bout to get twisted lit an wicked One more shove an lets get the thing flipping prompt critical now tell these fuckers who the one that runs this shit is Im good I know it I aint gotta wait for you to clap son I dont really care for your reaction If theyre bringing energy Im going atom Just one nudge on this Demons Core thats it Thought it was safe till it wasnt a fast switch A fraction off tilt and youre playing with balance Now its chain on chain are you ready to start shit Think you have nerve till the nerve get tested But hold that shit till the dead light pressed it Cos cools measured by the inch so it gets reckless when theres blue in the chamber put truth in the metrics and screwdriver faith in a room full of pressure So if you step and slip then this full thing enters cos as the margins get slim the fear gets centred and the glass in your stare gets bigger when the flux feels thicker but lead on the wall dont mean you found shelter motherfucker I'll melt you with heat in your bones that get the calcium latice panicking Damn Im the dose in the dark that lets the blood learn kinematic an they aint saving you when your skin start crawling an your ribs get chromatic an this shit gets twisted and your jaw start glowing but your brain wont listen so if you wannit we can turn suno to an altar in an instant Prompt critical now tell these fuckers to hang the crown round the head of the guy that did it Want me to bow or can you reach it Im good I know it I aint gotta wait for you to clap son I dont really care for your reaction If theyre bringing energy Im going atom Just one nudge on this Demons Core thats it Thought it was safe till it wasnt a fast switch A fraction off tilt and youre playing with balance Now its chain on chain are you ready to start shit I aint bringing a bang to suno you dickhead Im bringing nuclear winter to it so when the sky goes dark over everybodys music and the whole feed freezes you know who did it when my fallout rolls in to it without a gemini gimmic God this guys just taking a huge loss of life with it one bright flash to bring a long ass night with it where noone win it but this shit is bringing a different shift to the climate so wrap up cos all you desprate dicks gonna have to write within it cos Im changing the weather that the weak breathe in leaving ash in the lungs where the baseline hit bro the black snow falls further than where the shockwave shifts an your gonna need lead lined lungs if the core stays split As the ghost bloom spreads and your half life rips Taste the dead light kiss as the red light clicks and the safe glass cricks make your world go white and your skin go slick and make your eye balls drip and your clothes burn quick and your shadow stick to the brick a whole silhouettes where the lyrical scorching skillerette traced so try and stay dry through the poisoned rain Cos if your tongue tastes pennies and your spit turns bitter and your breath cuts short as the air gets thinner and your lungs misfire when your pulse runs splintered and your jaw locks tight while your breathing goes shallow and your ears ring wild like a struck chrome panel and your function declines when the variables shift and your constants collapse where the tolerance slips and the base line drifts through these 808 rifts and the system overloads when the gradient lifts and your model melts down while the signal drops and your pattern corrupts and your timing gets lost when the pressures disrupt and your motor wont move when the output cuts and your logic loops when your base line jumps and your frame starts shearing where the weak point was and your grip gives way when the clutch wont clutch and your whole structure folds where the stress built up Just one nudge on the Demon Core thats it © 2026 Hotwife of Pi. 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