

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Mask on tight Hood down low I don’t do talk Just let it go (yeah) [Verse 1] Low voice rumble Face all covered, I’m a shadow in the hallway Foot on throat Whole block jump when I do it my way (skrrt) Big back seat full of sins I ain’t naming Hands so dirty that the water start flaming Neighbors see the convoy, curtains start shaking I make eye contact, heartbeat breaking (yeah) [Chorus] Masked menace I move like smoke through the city, that pressure relentless (relentless) Teeth on edge Blown-out rage in the trunk when I swing through senses Whole lane bend when I swerve that pain Every little scar turn gold in my brain Masked menace If I ever take aim, better pray I get breakfast (uh, yeah) [Verse 2] Talk that trash I turn talk into chalk on pavement Slide through slow One wrong glance then a whole block vacant (pssh) Big bills folded, rubber bands all snapping Mouth stay shut, but the hands stay active Heart this cold make the steel look passive Every new stain on the soul feel massive [Chorus] Masked menace I move like smoke through the city, that pressure relentless (pressure) Teeth on edge Blown-out rage in the trunk when I swing through senses (yeah) Whole lane bend when I swerve that pain Every little scar turn gold in my brain Masked menace If I ever take aim, better pray I get breakfast (better pray) [Bridge] Who gon’ check me? Name too heavy for they tongue to grip (grip) Who gon’ bless me? I been living where the prayers don’t hit (nah) Breath so hot make the cold air twist Life in the red, I don’t care what I risk (never) [Chorus] Masked menace I move like smoke through the city, that pressure relentless (relentless) Teeth on edge Blown-out rage in the trunk when I swing through senses (hey) Whole lane bend when I swerve that pain Every little scar turn gold in my brain Masked menace If I ever take aim, better pray I get breakfast (uh, yeah)
Tags
rap, Distorted underground trap banger, blown-out 808s and crunchy hats under a relentless, grimy male vocal. Verses stay tight with stuttered flows and ad-libs swirling in eerie reverb; hook explodes into chaotic layered chants and clipped shouts. Mix rides the edge of clipping for raw aggression, with sparse synth bells and horror stabs adding tension between drum hits., low
2:24
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4/4/2026