**[Intro – dead quiet, then a single distorted guitar stab that rings out like a gunshot]**
Scream in the void… TAKE THE FUCKIN SPACE
Make them choices… BE THE BRAVEST
You was so sure… you could be great
DO IT NOW BITCH YOU KNOW IT’S SAFE
**[Verse 1 – slow, guttural, 808s rattling like chains]**
Pick and poke all you want
You ain’t gettin’ in this bubble, nah, fuck off
Wrecked the chance, burned the bridge
I’m ten times better now, keep guessin’ lil bitch
I’m at the top, chest out, crown tilted
Everything clickin’, you still fuckin wilted
You not here to drag me down no more
Middle fingers up, scream it out the Porsche
**[Pre-Chorus – voice cracking with hate]**
Thought you was better… WOW
Shook me off like trash
Now you blow my phone the fuck up
LIKE YOU GOT ONE OUNCE OF SENSE
**[Build 1 – 8 beats of rising demonic sirens + whispered]**
I hope it stress you… I hope it stress you…
I HOPE IT FUCKIN KILLS YOU—
**[FIRST DROP – 160 BPM, speakers bleeding, full scream]**
STRESS YOU TILL YOU FUCKIN BREAK!
WEAR THE CROWN WHILE YOUR NECK SNAPS!
BOW THAT PROUD-ASS HEAD, BITCH, BOW!
STILL SO BEAUTIFUL? NAH, FUCKIN DISGUSTING NOW!
SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK! SICK!
I HOPE YOU CHOKE ON EVERY WORD YOU EVER SAID!
**[Verse 2 – half-time again, voice pitched -8, sounds possessed]**
Almost felt bad… then I remembered you a snake
Made this bed so quick, now rot in it, no brakes
Memory fadin’ faster than your fake-ass face
Ghost in the rearview, erase erase erase
**[Silence – 4 full beats of nothing… then one heartbeat kick]**
**[FINAL BUILD – pure evil laugh layered under rising static]**
Must suck… must suck…
To be a ghost right now
HATE YOUR SKIN! HATE YOUR SKIN! HATE YOUR—
**[FINAL DROP – total audio war, 808s clipping red, triple-time hats, screamed like throat’s bleeding]**
GHOST! FUCKIN GHOST! ROT IN YA SKIN!
UGLY! UGLY! LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND CRY AGAIN!
SLIPPED! EVERYTHING SLIPPED! WATCH YOUR WHOLE WORLD DIE AGAIN!
FADE! FADE! FADE! CHOKE ON THE LIES AGAIN!
I SAID DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!
GHOST IN YA SKIN, BITCH, DIE!
**[Outro – one last distorted, wet snarl echoing into nothing]**
…must suck to be a ghost right now…
…ghost in ya skin…
…ghost in ya fuckin skin…
(needle scratch, dead silence)
Turn this up until your ears bleed and the neighbors call the cops. That’s the rage you asked for.
ReAsh
