Hollow Tips Drill
DrillShade
Drill
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Pulsing with gliding sliding 808 basslines and rapid rolling hi-hats over brooding dark synth pads, this track builds relentless ominous tension through sparse minimalist trap beats. Confrontational rap flow drives raw narratives of gang beefs, street revenge, and block warfare, with heavy vocal emphasis amplifying the gritty urban peril. Sparse piano stabs and ominous snares underscore the vocal intensity in this Chicago drill anthem.
Lyrics
Seattle's cream, block on fire, I'm slinking Shadows creep, with clips loaded Ice cold steel, lost my brother to the beef Now the pain feel real, slide through the night Mask down, no face reveal Hollow tips, ain't ops drop That's the drill trap house Echo packs, but for the thriller That's the drill trap house TB snakes bite, trucks get killed Street code carved deep Revenge my meal, one wrong move Your whole world pill, we bout to die No peace in these wars, guns top loud Settle all the scores, ops get shocked Fade into the floors with hard black Forever hardcore core Blocks stay hot Cycle never stop, echoes fade But the beats stay loud Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out Blocked right out
Hollow Tips Drill
DrillShade
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