Lyrics
Bassline dirty like a boot to the face,
Every kick a riot in cyber space.
No mercy, no calm, no chill—
Only pressure, sweat, and will.
Sirens spin, my heartbeat spikes,
We don’t dance—we FIGHT on mics.
Strobe like warzones, drop like doom,
I was born in a bass-drenched womb!
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[Breakdown: Industrial Screech & Sub-Bass Collapse]
System disintegrate… body vibrate… soul detonate…
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[Second Drop: Glitch-Fused Chaos Beat]
DROP THAT BASS, NOW WATCH IT BLEED!
Kick it raw — this rave’s a stampede!
BEAT — THE — BEAT — UP!
No rules, just BPM supremacy!
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[Outro: Voice like machine malfunction]
beat… beat… up…
UP… UP… UP… [ERROR] [RELOAD]
“See you in the echo chamber, soldier.”
Style
hardcore gabber techno / 200 bpm / bass drop / distorted kicks
Credits
Prompt by
punkhomeschool
punkhomeschoolGeneratedMay 7, 2025
ModelAria v4