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Metal
Black Metal
Trap
Born in the corn, Iowa's flatlands, wide and free [Power Chord Crash]From five years young, Illinois called, a new life for me.Sunday mornings, choir loft hymns, a voice so pure and high,Then retail chaos, Walmart floors, where my spirit died. [Distorted Bassline kicks in, aggressive rap flow]Fired! For a mop, couldn't wrangle that dirty tide,Yeah, a simple mop, sent my retail dreams aside!Moved to Chicago, the L train's grind, asphalt and steel,Cable access fame, my own damn show, making it real. [Trap Hi-Hat Frenzy begins]Hustle hard, chase the paper, thought I had it locked down tight,Then the bottom dropped, storage units lost in the dark of night.Three times to zero, phoenix rising from the ash and soot,Every damn time, clawing back, from the root to the fruit. [Tempo Shift - Metal drum blast]Marriage vows whispered, then the echo of a shattering glass,Divorced the past, but the lessons, man, they forever last.One son, my light, my north star, through every damn storm,Kept my focus steady, kept my spirit warm. [Black Metal tremolo picking enters, underlying the rap]From concrete jungles, to greenest valleys, left the concrete haze,Eugene, Oregon calls, through these winding, foggy days.Still got that choir boy's soul, with a Walmart rebel's heart,Every step a beat, tearing the old maps apart. [Build-up with double bass pedal, guitar feedback]Mop misfire, yeah, but I learned how to stand my ground!From the prairie's silence, to the urban, roaring sound.Started from scratch, three times over, ain't no holding me back!This ain't just a story, it's a full-on, sonic attack! [Breakdown - slow, heavy, chugging riff]Iowa roots, Illinois rise, Chicago's concrete cries.Walmart blues, cable news, through every damn disguise.[Spoken Word, almost a growl]: Lost it all, built it up. Again. And again.[Growl] Still standing, man. Still standing. [Heavy, fast guitar solo with blast beats]Eugene's got me now, pacific rain on my face,Still charting new courses, winning this impossible race. [Fade-Out with distorted guitar feedback and a final, echoing snare hit]
Sound Of Meme
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