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Lyrics
[Intro]
[low vocal register]
Skull crack
Jaw snap
I talk war
You fall back
[Verse 1]
Teeth grit
Blood drip on the floor
That’s a sigil
Whole crew feral in the pit
Go triple
Red eyes
Pupils like pinprick needles
If I point fingers
My whole side lethal
Boot prints on your name in the dust
I don’t shake hands
I crush
You want smoke?
I want lungs
Want bones
Want rush
[Chorus]
Razor tongue
I cut through concrete
Step in my zone
That’s long sleep
You talk big
But your heart beat weak
I’m a jaws-locked dog in a wronged-out streak
Razor tongue
I chew that static
Every word swing back
Do damage
You want peace? I want havoc
Say my name once
It’s a bad habit
[Verse 2]
[half-shouted]
Veins drum
Neck jump when the bassline maul you
Whole room spin when the first hit crawl through
Eyes roll back
Feel the floor get narrow
Hear one bell
Then a black-out arrow
I don’t do threat
I do follow-through
You got a soft spot
I got hollowed truth
Teeth flash once
That’s the only proof
If I aim rage
Every wall get chewed
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[spoken
Close-mic]
Bite down till the jawbone creak
I don’t want rules
I want breach
If you want calm
Don’t call me
If you want war
Then talk cheap
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 15, 2026
Duration1:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
Ultra-aggressive death phonk banger. Distorted cowbell stabs lead the charge over brutal, overdriven bass and slammed, clipped drums. Frantic hi-hat rolls chatter nonstop. Male vocals half-shouted, half-rapped, bone-dry and upfront, with gang shouts on key phrases. Breakdowns strip to bass and cowbell, then explode back in with doubled vocals and sudden drop-stops for maximum whiplash., frantic, saturated, male vocals
Credits
Prompt by
FRAILKING
FRAILKINGModelAria v5
Prompt
Ultra-aggressive style death phonk: distorted cowbell lead, ultra-saturated bass, clipped drums, frantic hi-hat rolls. Male vocals half-shouted, half-rapped, sitting upfront and dry with tight creed
