In the Storm
Boom bap hip hop with a jazz-influenced melodic core. A clean, bright electric guitar plays intricate, staccato jazz-fusion riffs and rapid melodic runs. The drum kit features a crisp, dry snare and a punchy kick drum in a classic boom bap pattern. A deep, melodic electric bass follows the guitar's harmonic progression. Male vocals deliver rapid-fire, technical rap verses with rhythmic precision. The track is in the key of G minor at 92 BPM. Production is clean with minimal reverb, emphasizing the clarity of the guitar and the dry texture of the percussion.
In the Storm
Boom bap hip hop with a jazz-influenced melodic core. A clean, bright electric guitar plays intricate, staccato jazz-fusion riffs and rapid melodic runs. The drum kit features a crisp, dry snare and a punchy kick drum in a classic boom bap pattern. A deep, melodic electric bass follows the guitar's harmonic progression. Male vocals deliver rapid-fire, technical rap verses with rhythmic precision. The track is in the key of G minor at 92 BPM. Production is clean with minimal reverb, emphasizing the clarity of the guitar and the dry texture of the percussion.
Lyrics
(seven)
I been focusing on all the numbers
I no
I no
I should focus on the craft
I no
I no
Make em all wonder
how he do that
Gettin there thoughts all twistin
get em thinkin
how the hell he not missin
Make em all ponder
Like theres mixed feelings
Man fuck this...
Get my blender
See the Thing is If you could witness How I right this squeezin at this witha bald fist jam and press puttin this paper to the test
So much ink this page don't even need a paper weight
wile im wrightin this shit in this hurricane
wind blowin and its rainin
thunder crackin
ill bring the lightning
show this storm who's frightened
aint me
like look see ill make em belive
blowin trees rough seas and I still superseed
see
seven down to ride still out hear writing
Make no mistake I no what this takes
But I gotta hold this bitch down
When the whole world spinnin around
I no the Audience watchin
an the opps all movin in now
I no
I no
Its fine ill be fine
i no whats mine this ink still shine all buffed from the grind
See ima take my time take my mind and bind to this
Make some bullet points make a list
Right on the top
Sevens hit list
thats a list of my hits
see this list is
a list of my ops
list ya missed ima cop
like my flip flops goin plop plop
now you hear me runnin
I live where u vacation
see this fine grass im grazin
topshelf all im taste in
squeezin these words
theres non im wastin
take this track and start blazin
start a forest fire
from 1 Leaflet
I no
I no
Get em
Yall cosplay
when they hit play
Lost for words
feels so backwords
You aint even doin it the right way
put some reps in
that muse start knockin
see am I jotin hes writin I aint joshing
there's just a cost in it
time in it
I mastered it
now im spit shinin it
got me thinkin
I dont even no who's writin this
me maybe him maybe
its crazy
but I got this
I no I no