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Mist Mask Murk

Mask Marauder

Drill

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This track pulses with ominous trap-influenced beats, driven by sliding 808 basslines that rumble like distant thunder through the streets, paired with rapid, rolling hi-hats that create an unrelenting sense of urgency. Raw, confrontational vocals deliver grim tales of violence and survival, layered over minimalist production featuring dark synths and sharp snare hits for a gritty, immersive atmosphere. The overall sound evokes the tense underbelly of urban life, building to explosive drops that capture the raw edge of drill's street-rooted aggression.

Lyrics

Shadows creep on the block with a siren scream Glock in the waist, dreams shining in a beam Potholes filled with the blood of the fallen kings I circle like vultures pull strings on the wings Mama praying at night, but the devil got plans Hustle for the bread, hand stained from the grams Corner store wars where the young ones learn Fire in the chest, bridges burned, no return Slide into the mist, hot, cold as a steel Enemies whisper, but I make a meal Lost my brother to the triggers, cool kiss Now I ride for the coast in this endless abyss Feel the bass shake the ground, 808s rumble High hats pump, street life callin', I let some bomb In the trap we rise, never back down In the trap we rise, never back down Ops in the rearview, we huntin' the night Raw and relentless, ready, ready to fumble We claim our crown, go, you're forever Hold it down go hold it down Me and lights flicker on the scarred up walls Echoes of laughter turn the funeral ballpacks Movin' swift like wolves in a pack Betrayals with a blade that stabs in the back I'm pinning these scars in the ink of the paint Raindrops mix with the tears on the windowpane Grew up dodgin' the raids, learnin' the code Survivors the game on the stretcher, it's flash of the muzzle Silence without hearts heavy with the weight We count for the one and ones left behind in the cold hard rain Rain We drill through the chaos breakin' the chain But the streets pull us under crash and wall Souls twisted in fury lost in a child But we rise from the ashes fist clenched tight In this war of the shadow, we on the night Little baby, she can go Streetlight callin', callin' some bomb Streetlight callin', never back down Ops in the rearview, we huntin' the night Raw and relentless, ready, ready to fumble Relentless, ready to fight Come concrete, jungle, we clamble Drill forever, hold it down, bro Ops in the rearview, we huntin' the night Ops in the rearview, we huntin' the night Raw and relentless, ready to fight Come concrete, jungle, we clamble Ops in the rearview, we huntin' the night Come concrete, jungle, we clamble Drill forever, hold it down, bro Ops in the rearview, we huntin' the night Raw and relentless, ready to fight Come concrete, jungle, we clamble Ops in the rearview, we huntin' the night Raw and relentless, ready to fight Come concrete, jungle, we huntin' the night

Mist Mask Murk

Mask Marauder

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