Ben Hear B4
(hard hitting Hip-hop track with a Mariachi twist) A sleek, immersive & aggressive boom-bap beat with a bass down low & a looping upright bassline. Prominent vinyl scratches and a dynamic trumpet melody. The vocals are delivered with a relentlessly fast, old school white male rap flow & technically complex flow, using intricate internal rhyme schemes and a confessional, almost frantic tone. The rapper's voice maintains a consistent, high-energy delivery, conveying a sense of mental turmoil & obsession through sheer lyrical density and a pressured, breathless feel. A Spanish-language male chorus adds depth. the bass goes hard and is super catchy & deep and bumping. studio quality. stereo panning, booming bass, deep subwoofer hits
Ben Hear B4
(hard hitting Hip-hop track with a Mariachi twist) A sleek, immersive & aggressive boom-bap beat with a bass down low & a looping upright bassline. Prominent vinyl scratches and a dynamic trumpet melody. The vocals are delivered with a relentlessly fast, old school white male rap flow & technically complex flow, using intricate internal rhyme schemes and a confessional, almost frantic tone. The rapper's voice maintains a consistent, high-energy delivery, conveying a sense of mental turmoil & obsession through sheer lyrical density and a pressured, breathless feel. A Spanish-language male chorus adds depth. the bass goes hard and is super catchy & deep and bumping. studio quality. stereo panning, booming bass, deep subwoofer hits
Lyrics
Record scratch, static fades in
Verse 1
I know this hallway, know the peeling paint, the worn out floor
Every footstep's déjà vu, knockin' on this haunted door
Got these same four walls closin' in, a mental prison art
Try to break the cycle but it rips my soul apart
This broken record's playin', looped inside my head
A ghost of every promise, a story left unsaid
I scream into the silence, but the words just turn to dust
Just a lonely soldier, lost in my own lack of trust
Pre-Chorus
Echoes screaming out my name
This whole damn house of mirrors is driving me insane
Chorus
I've been here before
Falling through the floor
I've been here before
Can't take it anymore
These chains are wrapped around my skin
This place I've always been
I've been here, I've been here before
Spanish Chorus
Aquí estaba antes
La vida me arrastra
Nunca puedo escapar
Trumpet solo, dramatic and mournful
Verse 2
Swore I'd burn this road down, promised I would change
But the shadows stretchin' longer, every memory deranged
Heart still drags the burden of this self-inflicted load
A puppet with the same two strings on this dead-end road
Every time it feels the same, a tragic, scripted scene
Like I'm watching my own future through a broken TV screen
I whisper out your name and the walls just echo back
A foolish final plea on this one-way mental track
Pre-Chorus
Everything just feels the same
I whisper out your name
Chorus
I've been here before
Falling through the floor
I've been here before
Can't take it anymore
These chains are wrapped around my core
I've knocked on this door
I've been here, I've been here before
Spanish Chorus
Aquí estaba antes
La vida me arrastra
Nunca puedo escapar
Violin interlude, building tension
Bridge
My reflection tells me what my mind's been trying to hide
Trapped on this spinning wheel with nowhere left to ride
Every scar, every damn moment, every memory
Brings me straight back to the place I was meant to be
Final Chorus
I've been here before
Falling through the floor
I've been here before
And I still come back for more
These chains are wrapped around my skin
The place I've always been
I've been here, I've been here before
Outro
I've been here before
I've been here before
Here before
Record scratch, track ends abruptly