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[Intro]
Back to the crates
Back to the room
Floorboard rattles
Here come the boom
[Verse 1]
Dust on the sleeve, needle in the groove
Mom yelling up, but I can’t move
Late rent, take that, I just press play
Let the kick swing hard while my hopes sway
Basement air thick, paint peel on the wall
Notebook open, rhyme scrawled too small
Neighbors hit the ceiling when the floorboards shake
But this bassline talking like the bills gon’ break
[Chorus]
This that basement boom talk
Let the old floor rock
When the low end walk
We don’t ever stop
Head down, world locked
Heart syncs with the knock
Life heavy as a cinderblock
Still I ride that boom talk (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Hand-me-down mic, cord wrapped in tape
Echo in the pipes, whole block escapes
Two chairs, one fan, cracked window frame
But the rhythm turn this little box to a flame
Text from the job: “You gon’ pull up or what?”
I’m scribbling another 16, phone cut
If it’s sink or swim, I’m diving in the drop
Let the bassline guide me where the clock can’t stop
[Chorus]
This that basement boom talk
Let the old floor rock
When the low end walk
We don’t ever stop
Head down, world locked
Heart syncs with the knock
Life heavy as a cinderblock
Still I ride that boom talk (ride it)
Details
GeneratedMar 19, 2026
Duration1:55
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dusty boom bap drums with a thick, swinging bassline and chopped jazz piano hits. Male vocals, close and gritty over minimalist verses; hook widens with doubling and subtle crowd shouts. Light vinyl crackle and filtered intros/outros to keep it raw and tape-warm., bassline
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Prompt by
Rotexthareal
RotextharealModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, boom bap, bassline
