Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Shadow in the stairwell Teeth in the grin, too wide Rust on the rail Hate in the eyes [Verse 1] Step wrong, I redraw your outline Jaw wired shut from the landmine punchline Talk big, that’s a quick-trip flatline I swing once, make a hard man flat wine Blood on the knucks, I don’t bluff, I advance You wanna touch luck? Come and catch these hands Bare bones, bare teeth, bare face You pray, I paint scripture on your rib cage Bad mood, bad news, bad plans You want smoke? Come and catch these hands [Chorus] Catch these hands I don’t talk, I slam I don’t post, I stand Right here, right now Catch these hands One breath, you’re gone Hear that ghost in the stands Say my name, say my name Then catch these hands [Verse 2] Heartbeat banging like a war drum, panicked I stay calm in the chaos, manic You bark from a screen, I vanish Then appear at your door like “hi, let’s handle it” No cap, I’m a cracked skull salesman Discounts hit when your chin looks vacant Glass jaw shaking, that’s fate in advance You want stars in your vision? Come and catch these hands Sleepin’ on me? That’s a dirt nap mattress Wake up in a ditch from your online madness Last chance, last dance, last stand You want proof I’m real? Come and catch these hands [Chorus] Catch these hands I don’t talk, I slam I don’t post, I stand Right here, right now Catch these hands One breath, you’re gone Hear that ghost in the stands Say my name, say my name Then catch these hands [Bridge] [Beat drops to distant pulse, whispered vocal] You typed too much You lied too loud You prayed I’d fade I’m right here now [Drums slam back in] No peace, no plans Just you Just me And these Hands [Chorus] Catch these hands I don’t talk, I slam I don’t post, I stand Right here, right now Catch these hands One breath, you’re gone Hear that ghost in the stands Say my name, say my name Then catch these hands
Tags
rap, Dark ambient rapcore with male vocals; cavernous sub-bass and detuned pads under claustrophobic drums, verses half-whispered then snapping into throat-tearing shouts. Hook drops with stomping toms, distorted bass growl, and layered gang vocals. Final chorus explodes into clipped glitch FX, feedback swells, and a sudden cut to a lone eerie drone on the last word., dark ambient
Duration
3:04
Instrumental
No
Created
4/18/2026