GET ON MY LEVEL [Steet Dolls/96oose]

[Intro]
[Dark, ominous trap beat slowly building. Heavy 808 bass starts humming. Gritty, Male Deep voice vocals]
[Anuel AA flow]
Yeah. Y'all really thought you were something, huh? Hahahaha
Street Dolls... 96 Oose... goose or whatever the fuck your name is…
Puta madre... haha

[Verse 1]
[The beat drops hard into a fast, Mexican trap flow. Rapid hi-hats, Anuel AA flow, deep male vocals]
Think you're top tier, but you're trash,
Stay in your lane with that fake K-Pop dash.
Street Dolls—plastic faces, fake smiles, no soul, (haa)
Just a manufactured pop group losing control.
And 96 oose? You claim to be the best, but your rap sheet's dust,
Old flows outdated, skill level's a bust.
Spitting verses like you're about it, pretending hard,
Don't own your bars, living a lie, zero cred on your card. (Muthufucka)

[Pre-Chorus]
[Beat strips back to just a dark synth and a snapping snare. Deep male vocals, Building heavy tension]
Street Dolls and 96 Oose, staging a fake fight,
Both clowns in a circus, can't get on my height.
You want the crown? You want the fuckin’ smoke?
Your whole public beef is a manufactured joke.

[Chorus]
[Beat explodes into a heavy, hard-hitting Reggaeton/Trap fusion. Maximum energy.]
[Glass shattering / Gunshot echo]
Get on my level, payasos, stay in yo lane!
CALLENSE a la verga, ¡No están a mi nivel!
Running your mouths, but you're wasting my time,
Get on my level, payasos, stay in yo lane!
I'm the main event bitch, you're just a design!

[Verse 2]
[Flow switches to a fast, punchy deep vocal Mexican rap rhythm. Super aggressive, spitting venom]
Riding waves, no direction, just a shadow, no reflection,
Mucho teatro, pura farsa, te voy a dar con una descarga!
Te abro el pecho con mi verso,
No son nada, quedan dispersos.
I got that Assassin touch, best world freestyler flow,
Con mis rimas te rompo el pecho, leaving you dead in the snow!
Thought you were bosses? More like bargain bin losses,
I'm punching holes in your chest and burying you with the crosses!

[Bridge: Deep raspy vocals]
This ain't a battle, this is an execution,
I'm the only cure for this wack pollution.
[Beat starts creeping back in, fast and heavy]
Piden piedad, pero ya es muy tarde,
Street Dolls and Oose, ya ni pedo si les arde
You wanted the smoke? I’m packing that fire,
Stepping on your necks as I'm climbing up higher

[Chorus]
[Back to the massive Reggaeton/Trap drop. High intensity]
Get on my level, payasos, stay in yo lane!
CALLENSE a la verga, ¡No están a mi nivel!
Running your mouths, but you're wasting my time,
Get on my level, payasos, stay in yo lane!
I'm the main event bitch, you're just a design!

[Outro]
[Beat slows down, the reggaeton drums fade out leaving just a dark, lingering 808 bass line.]
[Echoing footsteps walking away, a distant wolf howl or heavy door slamming.
Yeah... bargain bin losses.
Your whole playlist is a joke, stop the pretending.
You're just an intermission... my reign's never-ending.
Hahahaha.
We're done here
Marc Ecstasy (¡PUTOS!)

Dark Latin trap, dembow, reggaeton. Distorted 808 bass, fast hi-hats, moody violin chords. Aggressive street luxury vibe