Point at Me!?

[Intro] Uh, Man, these guys tweaking with these fake ass games Mother fuckers Look… The aesthetic is peak, Every move that she makes got the whole room guessing Soft to the touch and she’s sweet to the soul But that physical fire is taking control!

[Chorus] im in the club, lookin' divine, is he even real? He got the glow but no soul, do he even feel? Opponents dancing in the booth, we call it Drills. He got the glow but no soul, do he even feel? Now bitch you can bet that I will. Ice on his neck, but the heart’s staying black, Trading his spirit for silver and gold. Shadows are dancing, in his grip. Welcome to the Shrine, watch the legacies trip.

[Verse 1] All that ra-ra-ra when I'm talking, they don't hear me though Play that shit back, Hallowed's coming, yeah we in this hoe Turn it up, Im trying to, fuck, point me to the sluts. That boy tough but out of luck, but I'm the one, watch me make 'em numb. She got them buns, make me wanna come. Keep the Hallowed clean, he the favored enemy. I'm tryna stack, take me to the back We hit the gates, where you at? Hallowed's on the track, where the spirits at?

[Chorus] im in the club, lookin' divine, is he even real? He got the glow but no soul, do he even feel? Opponents dancing in the booth, we call it Drills. He got the glow but no soul, do he even feel? Now bitch you can bet that I will. Ice on his neck, but the heart’s staying black, Trading his spirit for silver and gold. Shadows are dancing, in his grip. Welcome to the Shrine, watch the legacies trip.

[Verse 2] And you can't come up in this shrine, come up in my city think you moving shit. But that shit tasting good, smelling super, she got that scooby snack. The presence heavy, yeah we ready, ooh we tryna fuck— The game up, count the ones, Hallowed's on a streak I'm in the city and the dream unique, I got that juicy-j flow, holy water glow, watch the Hallowed grow. Me and the Hallowed 'bout to flip 'em, we like diamonds or vampires, we live forever.

[Bridge] If there's spirits in the club, then you know where to find me All my diamonds sanctuary, these shits hella shiny I'm making cash, you shaking glass, I'm really movin' shit I'm really eating rappers up,this bitch is wetty - giving heady, ooh she trying to fuck. Too many people in my city think they doin' shit Too many opps I don't know, Hallowed, who is this guy man?

[Verse 3] Step into the Shrine, it’s a Hall of Fame induction But the way we build the flow, it’s a mass destruction. The Hallowed keep it haunted, we the brand of fear Got that Biggie in the spirit, moving with the weight Pac’s ambition in the vision, We the New York grit mixed with that Detroit heat Like Marshall on the mix, we don’t know defeat It’s a shrine to the rhymers who died for the craft.

[Outro] From the walk to the talk, yeah, it’s all in the frame In the Hallowed hall, keep the focus on grace Nothing but beauty all over the place. Y'all know what the fuck going on. What? It's a ritual. - Hallowed.

fast 156 BPM / Blackmetal, Electro-Pop, Rap, male. A blackmetal / electro Pop staccato, with a braggadocious rap twist.