Intro - Whisper -> Scream] Uh - yeah, Lord of the Lo-End Let's go [Verse 1 - Switch flow, intricate webs] I was low life, low light, no hype, now the whole night broke right, Cold ice, gold pipes, old typos, whole life in slow-mo, no dice, No write, I just load, strike, overload the whole mic, no slice, Toe-toe with the low tide, soul tied to the low-end, that's life. Brick by brick, flip the mix, ripped the script, split your clique, Six feet sick with the licks, twist that shit, get a grip, feel the kick, 808 hit make your ribs shift, lip split, whiplash, neck twist, Earth-quake bass make your face crack, bass plate, black-lit abyss. I'm a freight train, late lane, break-neck pace, face paint, grey haze, Straight pain, eight gauge, hate taste, can't shake, locked cage rage, Take that, plate glass, straight crash, can't save, flat-laced, Real raw, teeth gnash, bleed that, concrete, grave weight. [Pre-Chorus - Half-time, dragging] Drop... down... let the ground... shake... Feel that pressure in your lungs... break... [Chorus - HOOK - Pit opener] I'M THE LORD OF THE LO-END, BOW DOWN WHEN THE BASS BENDS, FLOOR CRACK, ALL BETS OFF, WHEN THE WALLS FOLD, WE ALL DEAD, LORD OF THE LO-END, SOUND HEAVY LIKE A BOMB DROPPED, JAW LOCK, SKULL KNOCK, TILL YOUR WHOLE BLOCK GET LOST! LORD OF THE LO-END, BOW DOWN WHEN THE BASS BENDS, FLOOR CRACK, ALL BETS OFF, WHEN THE WALLS FOLD, WE ALL DEAD, LORD OF THE LO-END, SOUND HEAVY LIKE A BOMB DROPPED, JAW LOCK, SKULL KNOCK, TILL YOUR WHOLE BLOCK GET LOST! [Verse 2 - Triplets into double-time flow] Yeah, I'm a problem that you can't solve, can't dodge, can't evolve past, Laptop crackle, backpack black, mask on, off the grid, gone fast, Backtrack, that talk trash? Fact check, you just mad cause you last class, Snapback, knap-sack, attack, rat-tat, flatline, heart stop, that's that. Too legit to quit, too sick, too quick to miss, move it, Two clips, new drip, blue strips, loose lips get muted, Cruise ship sink shit, big dip, whiplash, stupid, Rude kid with the loose screw, bruised fist, truculent. I don't want fame, I want flames, I want pain in the pavement, I don't want chains, I want change in the brainwave, vacant, Low frequency shake shift, shift spine, rearrangement, Let that 808 eat face, bass face, face caved in, basement. [Bridge - Breathing bass, vocal chops] (Huh) Let it rumble... (Huh) Let it rumble... Stomach churn, lungs hurt, vision blurred, subvert... Sub... LOW... [Breakdown - Slow, crushing] BOW! DOWN! LOW! END! BOW! DOWN! LOW! END! - BREATHE THAT FILTH! [Final Chorus - Screamed + Layered] LORD OF THE LO-END, BOW DOWN WHEN THE BASS BENDS, FLOOR CRACK, ALL BETS OFF, WHEN THE WALLS FOLD, WE ALL DEAD, LORD OF THE LO-END, SOUND HEAVY LIKE A BOMB DROPPED, JAW LOCK, SKULL KNOCK, TILL YOUR WHOLE BLOCK GET LOST, BITCH!
