20 Below

TITLE: 20 BELOW

STYLE:

Outlaw country trap, 50 BPM, deep 20Hz sustained bass sweeps, chest-crushing sub-bass, dirty 808s, harmonica leads, steel guitar, southern male vocals, cinematic atmosphere, aggressive low-end, huge drops, no crowd vocals

(20Hz sweep rising)

Yeah...

Sparky on the wire...

Gulf Coast Cowboy...

Tell 'em turn the meter on...

I built this wall from weld smoke and scars

Pipeline sunsets and a million stars

Ran them roads with a rig and a dream

Burnin' rods while the diesel screamed

Now I'm parked in the Northwest rain

Still got Gulf Coast runnin' through my veins

Got enough cone area to shake the ground

When that sub unloads the whole block bows down

Twenty below...

Feel it in your soul...

Windows flexin'

Steel starts to roll...

Twenty below...

That's where I live...

If the roof ain't movin'

I got more to give...

(Harmonica answers vocal line)

Armada sittin' low in the lot tonight

LED glow underneath the lights

Thirty cubes packed tight in the rear

Everybody talks loud till they hear

That first note drop like a hurricane

Concrete trembles from the pressure wave

Hair on your neck starts standin' tall

When that twenty hertz crawls through the wall

Twenty below...

Feel it in your soul...

Windows flexin'

Steel starts to roll...

Twenty below...

That's where I live...

If the roof ain't movin'

I got more to give...

(Long harmonica cry)

I ain't chasin' numbers

I ain't chasin' fame

I'm chasin' that feeling

When the whole world shakes

Needles swing

Meters climb

Everybody grinnin'

When the bassline hits right

Twenty below...

Deep and slow...

Like thunder rollin'

From the Gulf Coast road...

Twenty below...

Let the pressure grow...

Till the windshield dances

And the headliner floats...

(Massive 20Hz sustained note)

Gulf Coast Cowboy...

Roy in the pasture...

Sunshine at home...

Bass still rollin'...

Way down...

Twenty below...