[Intro]
Yeah, yeah — crank that shit 'til the frame splits
If it ain’t deafenin', it ain’t me
BOOM goes your eardrum — welcome to the fuckin’ show.
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[Verse 1]
I was born in static, forged in the noise,
Engine roarin' like the screams of destroyed toys.
Leather face, wired brain, grin full of volts,
Every word I spit cracks asphalt bolts.
Revvin’ like a riot — I don’t slow for pain,
Blow speakers just to drown out shame.
They call me Loud ‘cause silence don’t sit right,
If I’m quiet, it’s the calm before the fight.
I don’t pray — I preheat hell’s soundstage,
Bass hits hard like a sledge in a cage.
Turn the volume knob ‘til it bleeds distortion,
My ride’s a coffin with subwoofer organs.
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[Hook]
BOOM, motherfucker, that’s the gospel I preach,
Speakers blast death in a hundred-foot reach.
Don’t need a map — just follow the noise,
I make wreckage sing like tortured toys.
Sound is my weapon, rage is my art,
Push play on pain, tair peace apart.
You wanna live quiet? Then keep your lane —
But I’m Loud, bitch — I baptize in flame.
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[Verse 2]
I tear up roads with a sonic vendetta,
Shred steel frames like a barbed Beretta.
Amp in the trunk, soul in the wire,
Mic check one — now your town's on fire.
I’m the nightmare that hits with rhythm,
Drive-by symphony in full collision.
Sirens? Nah, that’s just my laugh,
Tuned in minor key, built for the aftermath.
Blood on my boots, tire smoke in my lung,
Every kill I make gets a verse unsung.
This ain’t music — this is demolition,
A full-stack death-metal fuckin’ mission.
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[Bridge]
You worship gods? I worship gain,
Crank that treble, let it numb your brain.
I built a church from blown-out amps,
Choir of screams, halo of clamps.
Loud ain't just a name — it's truth,
A rage-fueled sermon from a twisted youth.
So when the pavement cracks and trembles sore,
Just know it’s me... knockin’ at your door.
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[Hook]
BOOM, motherfucker, that’s the gospel I preach,
Speakers blast death in a hundred-foot reach.
Don’t need a map — just follow the noise,
I make wreckage sing like tortured toys.
Sound is my weapon, rage is my art,
Push play on pain, tair peace apart.
You wanna live quiet? Then keep your lane —
But I’m Loud, bitch — I baptize in flame.
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[Outro]
So turn the dial, embrace the roar,
Ride with the devil through audio war.
You hear that hum? That’s fate on loop —
This ain’t just music…
It’s your fuckin’ DOOM.
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