Gravebound Drip

[HOOK ]— (HEAVY DISTORTION, BASS RATTLE)

Bitch I slide through the cut with the red lights buzzin’,

Beat-break thump got your whole block fussin’.

Teeth all crooked like a graveyard cousin,

Move too close and your nerves start bustin’.

I’m foul with it —

Snakes in my tone, whole skull twisted,

Talk slick shit make the air go liquid,

Back up, bitch —

You don’t want smoke this hell-cell gifted.

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**[VERSE 1 — MALE VOICE 1]

(Dirty slang, chopped flow, Freddie-style cadence energy)**

Yeah I’m that crooked-mouth bastard,

Walk so slow got the shadows all flustered.

Talk too loud? Bitch I’ll smudge yo’ posture,

Voice hit grim like a dumpster monster.

I’m rude as fuck, got rot in my smile,

Step in the dark and I stalk for a mile.

Hood-rat demon with the sick-mind file,

Every damn word got a dead-man style.

Swagger like I crawled out a basement coffin,

Every footstep sound like a problem talkin’.

Skin look pale like the sun said “fuck it,”,

Bass hit deep make the floorboards bucket.

I’m the grime in the corner that the night can’t shake,

Voice so cursed make the walls vibrate.

Bitch I move raw with a don’t-care gait,

I’m the fear you feel when the clock hits late.

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**[VERSE 2 — MALE VOICE 2]

(Angrier, scarier, more glitch FX)**

I’m the black-mask phantom with the fuck-you tone,

Talk so grim I could crack yo’ phone.

Eyes so dark they erase your zone,

Walk damn slow like the night I own.

I’m wicked, twisted, slang so dirty,

Talk like the alley on a drunk-ass 30.

Voice so low it’ll make the air get blurry,

One step near and your pulse get worried.

Bitch I’m rabid —

Mouth all crooked like a zombie grin,

Swagger so foul it should be a sin.

I don’t chase shit — I drag you in,

Talk too tough?

I’ll peel your courage thin.

I’m the rage in the basement breathing slow,

Your shadow twitches where I might go.

Nah bitch —

You don’t wanna hear what the darkness know.

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[BRIDGE ]— (FULL UNHINGED, MULTI-FX, PANIC-ROOM ENERGY)

[MALE VOICE 1] (fast whisper, left ear):

Yeah… yeah… feel that itch in your spine… that’s me…

[MALE VOICE 2] (right ear, glitch growl):

Your heartbeat runnin’ like a bitch on fire…

[MALE VOICE 1] (screech FX):

LET THE FLOOR

EAT YOUR SHADOW—

[MALE VOICE 2] (demon-layer):

LET THE BEAT

BREAK YOUR FUCKIN’ NERVE ENDINGS—

[BOTH] (distorted):

LET THE NIGHT

FUCK. YOU. UP.

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[HOOK ]— (FINAL, HARDEST DISTORTION)

Bitch I slide through the cut with the red lights buzzin’,

Beat-break thump got your whole block fussin’.

Teeth all crooked like a graveyard cousin,

Move too close and your nerves start bustin’.

We foul with it —

Mindset twisted, whole tone shifted,

Talk like demons with the bassline lifted,

Back up, bitch —

You don’t want smoke this hell-cell gifted