Lời bài hát
[Intro]
[distorted 808s rumble beneath whispered vocals]
The bell tolls, count the rounds, it’s survival
Vinyl crackle, the sound’s primal
Knuckles bleed, no revival
[Verse]
Racks on the chest, like a casket I’m stacking
Bar heavy, spine snapping, pressure cracking
Steel plates scream when I grip and I pull
Sweat drips, heart clips, mind locked in a duel
Grind infinite, the grind militant
Weights clank, a war cry, it’s deliberate
[Prechorus]
Cowbell ringing, it’s the call to arms
Every lift a battle, every rep a charm
Dark pads hum, shadows swarm
[Chorus]
Beast mode activated, I’m a monster unleashed
Iron jungle under siege, primal hunger increased
Bass distorted, pulse ignited
I’m the storm they never invited
[Verse 2]
Shadows on the wall, they mimic my form
Sweat pools on the floor, a physical storm
Synth pads haunting, lo-fi haunting
808 kicks got my heart taunting
Every push, I’m a legend in the making
Grip tight, no time for hesitation
[Bridge]
[gritty low vocals with rising dark pads]
Vinyl spins, loops my obsession
Cowbell echoes, feeds my aggression
The bar’s my nemesis, the gym’s my confession
The struggle’s the prize, no concession
Phong cách âm nhạc
rap, phonk, hard-hitting, gritty, lo-fi textures, dark synths, distorted 808s, lo-fi, raw