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[Verse 1]
Long Island, cold stare
Concrete on my hands
Black mask, no face
You don't know the plan
One call and it's done
Phone lit like a hive
Say my name too loud
Watch the whole thing slide
Shells in the trunk
I don't talk, I move
Angry in my blood
Got nothing left to prove
Big body, no fear
I don't blink, I bite
If the room go dark
Then I'm already outside
[Pre-Chorus]
Buzz-buzz, hear it now
When the line light up
No friend, no doubt
I don't miss that much
One breath, then gone
Whole block get numb
If you want that smoke
Better fold it up
[Chorus]
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
Black mask, no face
No case, no trace
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
[Verse 2]
I was made for the hard part
Raised on the cold edge
Learned how to smile
With a blade in my chest
Heavy in the room
But I barely speak
You hear that hum?
That's the danger creeping
No clean hands here
Only dirty wins
If I step in slow
Then the whole town bends
Keep a calm front
While the storm don't quit
You can hear that zip
When the night gets hit
[Pre-Chorus]
Buzz-buzz, hear it now
When the line light up
No friend, no doubt
I don't miss that much
One breath, then gone
Whole block get numb
If you want that smoke
Better fold it up
[Chorus]
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
Black mask, no face
No case, no trace
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
[Bridge]
Let the silence sit
Let the fear walk in
All you built so safe
I can crack it quick
No long speech, no scene
Just the cold hush after
Then the phone wake up
And the whole thing scatter
[Chorus]
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
Black mask, no face
No case, no trace
One call and it's done
(one call and it's done)
Details
GeneratedMay 9, 2026
Duration2:13
LanguageEnglish
Style
Hard-edged drill rap at a clipped mid-tempo with rattling hi-hats, trunk-rumble bass, and tense syncopated kicks; verse rides sparse and grimy with close-mic lead, doubled end-rhymes, and cold ad-lib tails; pre-chorus tightens with a rising synth drone and half-spoken cadence; chorus hits lean and chanty with gang vocal repeats. Vinyl crackle, short siren swells, and a low-pass sweep into the hook. Dry, punchy, and claustrophobic mix with sharp vocal presence., strong, rap
Credits
Prompt by
chrismichael331
chrismichael331ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Killer one shot Long Island gangster made mob life strong body in concrete black mask no face no case one call and it’s done phone be buzzing like a beehive shells in the trunk I bring chaos angry rap
