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[INTRO]
(The track opens instantly with a fast, ticking hi-hat pattern running at 132 BPM. A classic, gritty Memphis-style vocal chop loops in the background, pitched down and raw.)
(VOCAL LOOP): "...chasing after nothing... chasing after nothing..."
(A heavy, punchy 808 kick drum stomps in every two beats, setting a tense, aggressive rhythm before the main baseline even drops.)
[VERSE 1]
(Delivered with a cold, steady, mocking cadence)
You’re still running around trying to buy a personality,
Collecting empty praise like it’s a real currency.
I see you dressing up the ghost of what we used to be,
Just to show the internet you’re doing fine without me.
It’s pathetic, really—the way you feed the machine,
Desperate for eyes on a screen to tell you what you mean.
I used to waste my breath trying to pull you out the stream,
But you can keep the vanity, I’m wiping down the slate clean.
[CHORUS - The Drop]
(Hard Trap Phonk Fusion)
(The track drops with absolute force. Saturated, sliding 808 glides tear through the low end. An aggressive, biting synth melody punches on the off-beats while the snare snaps with a metallic, industrial crack.)
Go ahead and chase the lights until your tank runs dry.
Look into the camera lens and tell another lie.
You wanted an audience, you wanted a stage,
So I stepped out the picture and I burned the whole page.
Keep chasing after vanity.
Keep running through the game.I already forgot your number and your name.
[VERSE 2]
(Direct, fast-paced, and sharp)
(The heavy bass drops out, leaving only a rapid, double-time hi-hat pattern and a woodblock percussion click. The delivery gets faster, cutting right through the space.)
You keep talking to the walls like they’re gonna talk back,
Trying to find a workaround to get inside my track.
But the password changed and the locks are all steel,
Nothing you can post is gonna change how I feel.
I spent too many nights letting you drain out my grid,
Regretting every single stupid compromise I did.
Now I’m sitting in the quiet while you’re out in the crowd,
Playing the victim just to say it out loud.
Have fun with the applause from a room full of glass,
I’m watching from the dark, letting everything pass.
[OUTRO]
(The snare drum and synth melody cut sharply, leaving only the rapid hi-hat rolls and the deep, pulsing sub-bass. The vocals are delivered in a dry whisper, right against the microphone capsule.)
Enjoy the show.
(Audio FX: The sound of a camera shutter clicking once, followed by a heavy digital distortion tail that trails off into a low hum.)
Details
GeneratedSep 14, 2026
Duration2:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
Genre: Hard Trap Phonk / Memphis Underground
Tempo: 132 BPM (The album snaps back into a fast, aggressive, driving tempo)
Aesthetic: Sharp, snapping 808 snares, crisp 32nd-note hi-hat rolls, and a heavy, distorted sub-bass that punches holes in the mix. The production is clean but raw, completely dropping the atmospheric pads to focus on rhythmic impact., female vocals
Credits
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MVSSY_LVND
MVSSY_LVNDModelAria v6
