Clarinda Ten by 072_tone - Zona

Clarinda Ten

Track · Jan 17, 2026 · TL

Clarinda Ten

072_tone

Duration

2:06

Language

TL

Lyrics

[Intro]

Clarinda ten

Clarinda ten (grrah, bow)

Whole block bent

Wop

Wop

Woah

[Verse 1]

Look

072 Locs in the cold

That’s pressure

E-Block steppin’

We apply that measure

Name in a mention

We spin

No lecture

Black fit on

But the gloves come fresher (grrah)

Tookaville taught me

Don’t talk

Just slide

Half of these kids just cap online

We in the V with the doors real wide

If I hop out once

That’s do-or-die (boom, boom)

Face get fried when the flash go off

Ain’t post stats

But the score took off

Talk that talk

Get your talk cut short

Mouth ran long

Now he outlined chalk (wop)

Spin back

Double

I don’t need no hype

Head on a swivel

I can’t sleep right

Whole lil’ strip got taped last night

Ask about 7

They’ll say “that’s light” (grrah, grrah)

[Chorus]

Clarinda ten

I’m locked in

I’m zoned (woah)

Whole lotta names got carved in stone

Say you on time

Then stand on your own

’Cause we make blocks get hot as a stove (boom, boom)

Tookaville side

That’s home

That’s us

E-Block baby

I don’t do trust

072 Locs put fear in guts

Seven double O turn beef to dust (grrah, bow)

[Verse 2]

Tell ’em keep quiet when the real ones talk

We don’t got love for a slick-side walk

You was on live tryna play that part

We was outside tryna break that heart (wop, wop)

V slide smooth

Tinted up

No chatter

Right hand itch

Left hand just scatter

Heard he “on go” ’til the glass got shattered

Talk tough once

Then his lungs went flatter (boom)

Spin

Recycle

Run that back

Wrong postcode

You can’t come back

Drop one addy

Whole gang on maps

Every lil’ turn got a face in laps (grrah)

E-Block stamp

I bleed that code

Walk-in stance

I don’t need that pose

Heard they got heat? Let it all unload

We turn beef into stories told (woah, bow)

[Chorus]

Clarinda ten

I’m locked in

I’m zoned (grrah)

Whole lotta names got carved in stone

Say you on time

Then stand on your own

’Cause we make blocks get hot as a stove (boom, boom)

Tookaville side

That’s home

That’s us

E-Block baby

I don’t do trust

072 Locs put fear in guts

Seven double O turn beef to dust (grrah, grrah, bow)

Style

dark new york drill148 bpmmale vocals; snarling close-mic lead over sliding subs and razor hi-hatswith echoing “grrah/boom” ad-libs tucked just behind the main. verses spit in double-time cadenceshook goes broader and chant-like for mosh-pit energy. sparse piano stabs and distant siren textures in the verse; hook widens with stacked gang vocals and extra low-end reinforcement for a menacingchest-rattling feel.tonedrill

Prompt

072 Tone on a ruthless New York drill beat—fast, grimy, violent energy. Heavy ad-libs—grrah! boom! wop! woah! nonstop pressure. Reppin Tookaville, E-Block, 072 Locs, 700. Opps under heat, Clarinda ten

Credits

Prompt by

072_tone

GeneratedJan 17, 2026

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