Hello...
The song is a dark, aggressive hip-hop track with a strong horrorcore influence. It features a male vocalist with a deep, gravelly voice, delivering rap verses with a sense of urgency and desperation. The instrumentation includes a prominent, distorted bassline, a driving drum beat with heavy kicks and snares, and atmospheric synth pads that create a tense and unsettling mood. There are also occasional sound effects like a siren, a distorted vocal sample, and a ticking clock sound. The song's structure is verse-chorus, with a spoken word intro and outro. The tempo is moderate, and the key is minor, contributing to the overall dark atmosphere. The production is raw and gritty, with a focus on low-end frequencies and a somewhat lo-fi aesthetic. The vocals are mixed prominently, with some reverb and delay effects.
Hello...
The song is a dark, aggressive hip-hop track with a strong horrorcore influence. It features a male vocalist with a deep, gravelly voice, delivering rap verses with a sense of urgency and desperation. The instrumentation includes a prominent, distorted bassline, a driving drum beat with heavy kicks and snares, and atmospheric synth pads that create a tense and unsettling mood. There are also occasional sound effects like a siren, a distorted vocal sample, and a ticking clock sound. The song's structure is verse-chorus, with a spoken word intro and outro. The tempo is moderate, and the key is minor, contributing to the overall dark atmosphere. The production is raw and gritty, with a focus on low-end frequencies and a somewhat lo-fi aesthetic. The vocals are mixed prominently, with some reverb and delay effects.
Lyrics
Intro weirdness
Verse 1
Yeah, I’m runnin’ through these streets with my heartbeat drummin'
Every demon on the corner sayin’ “Girl, you got it comin'.”
Age hit outta nowhere, door slammed, no goin' back,
Concrete (broken), SSP Slummin', feverish dream
fetal turned horror, needles,
screamin’, 'ain't legal'
Ghost-face grin in the windowsill
Pre-Hook
I keep slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ in the cracks of my past,
Hear the voices still sayin' how I ain't gonna last...
Hook
Layin' crooked in the dark, yeah, the pain won’t heal,
Trauma on my tongue like a cyanide pill.
I clawed my way up from a life that kills, kills, kills
But the smoke runs deep, like Silent Hill
Verse 2
Need a husband, need a man,
nothin' that a client can't do
I took him up, yeah, nightmare groom
Haunted house, walls shook, haunted room
Neighbors hear the sounds, cry, crash, boom!
Hell came out his mouth, I was doomed
But I had a kid watchin’ that I couldn't sacrifice
Had to burn my old self just to keep him alive.
Tossed the drugs, cold sweat, cold nights,
Cut the street, saw the chains off with my bare will.
Now I’m hostin’, broke days, bruised pride,
Holdin’ up the sky so my baby can see sunrise.
Hook
Layin' crooked in the dark, yeah, the pain won’t heal,
Trauma on my tongue like a cyanide pill.
I clawed my way up from a life that kills, kills, kills
But the smoke runs deep, like Silent Hill
Bridge
There's somethin' in my throat...
can't see passed gnashing teeth,
awoke inside this shell,
can't even see my knees
Eyes stapled shut, tongue stitched,
someone call the police...
can't feel anything...
nothing!
-
I’m fightin’ with a future made to kill
But the past keeps remindin’ that fate was sealed!
Outro
Quiet steps, no sound from below
No more fear, finally broke the cycle
Stuffed inside, where's my body, no one knows...
But the drum in my chest now slows...
slows...
goes...
"Ladies and Gentlemen! SHE'S... NO NO MORE!"
Backwards
Mew... mm-ow... mee-ow
M-m-m-m-mew....
No... no
please...
Meh...
me...
MOOooow