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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Late car, black hood, no sleep
You talk big, but you move cheap
One call, then the whole block lean
We ain't here for peace, we came for the scene
Your crown crooked, your grin fake gold
I read your fear in the way you hold
Two eyes on you when the night turn cold
Try to stand tall, get folded and sold
I don't blink, I don't miss when I aim
Every rumor you fed got burned in the flame
Back seat packed, all silence, all strain
Say my name once, then remember the pain
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear that pressure build
Feel that room go still
You wanted war, now you got it for real
Night fall heavy, and the cuts run chill
[Chorus]
Snipe the Crown
Snipe the Crown
Watch it fall down
Watch it fall down
Snipe the Crown
Snipe the Crown
You ain't safe now
You ain't safe now
[Verse 2]
Dirty hands, but the cleanest shot
Every move I make hits where you forgot
You kept your mouth too loose, now the whole thing rot
Funny how brave turns thin when you not
Chain on your neck, but it's borrowed weight
You sold your word just to act like great
Now the whole frame shake when the tires skate
One wrong step and you seal your fate
I heard your boys got jokes for the feed
Funny online, but they all freeze
When the dark pull close and the cold wind breathe
They fold up fast when the real ones squeeze
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear that pressure build
Feel that room go still
You wanted war, now you got it for real
Night fall heavy, and the cuts run chill
[Chorus]
Snipe the Crown
Snipe the Crown
Watch it fall down
Watch it fall down
Snipe the Crown
Snipe the Crown
You ain't safe now
You ain't safe now
[Bridge]
Let the silence speak
Let the weak ones leak
I don't need a crowd
I just need that creep
One flick, one flash
Then your whole plan crash
You dressed like a king
But you die like trash
[Final Chorus]
Snipe the Crown
Snipe the Crown
Watch it fall down
Watch it fall down
Snipe the Crown
Snipe the Crown
You ain't safe now
You ain't safe now
Details
GeneratedAug 21, 2026
Duration2:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
Drill, 145 BPM, sliding 808s and cold triplet hi-hats, male vocals; verses ride sparse kick, snare, and eerie bell stabs, pre-chorus tightens with rising pressure and clipped chants, chorus snaps in with layered gang doubles and a twisted synth lead; ad-lib pings, reverb tails on last words, siren swell into drops, hard stereo separation, dark and vicious mix, drill
Credits
Prompt byallkensei
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
male drill over snipe the Crown at night maximal cruelty and gore
