Check (Techno)3
Dark underground deep techno warehouse club track, ~128 BPM, kick-drum driven groove, deep sub bass pulse, hypnotic bass loops, rolling techno percussion, minimal melodic elements, atmospheric synth textures and industrial ambience. Strong rhythmic spoken vocal delivery with confident street tone and clear articulation. Seductive female whisper ad-libs repeating slogans, hypnotic chant sections and call-and-response crowd energy. Production focuses on driving kick drum, deep bass pressure, and percussion rhythm before melody, creating a hypnotic dancefloor groove. Cinematic tension builds, dark breakdown sections, rising techno risers, powerful drops, and evolving rhythmic phases instead of looping. Designed for a 6–8 minute warehouse club track with intro build, groove drop, chant hook, breakdown, tension rise, final drop, and extended DJ-friendly outro. Gritty underground atmosphere with powerful nightclub sound-system impact and hypnotic dancefloor momentum.
Check (Techno)3
Dark underground deep techno warehouse club track, ~128 BPM, kick-drum driven groove, deep sub bass pulse, hypnotic bass loops, rolling techno percussion, minimal melodic elements, atmospheric synth textures and industrial ambience. Strong rhythmic spoken vocal delivery with confident street tone and clear articulation. Seductive female whisper ad-libs repeating slogans, hypnotic chant sections and call-and-response crowd energy. Production focuses on driving kick drum, deep bass pressure, and percussion rhythm before melody, creating a hypnotic dancefloor groove. Cinematic tension builds, dark breakdown sections, rising techno risers, powerful drops, and evolving rhythmic phases instead of looping. Designed for a 6–8 minute warehouse club track with intro build, groove drop, chant hook, breakdown, tension rise, final drop, and extended DJ-friendly outro. Gritty underground atmosphere with powerful nightclub sound-system impact and hypnotic dancefloor momentum.
Lyrics
(Intro — Spoken / No Beat)
Man…
there are so many phenomenal ways
a pimpin playa get to check.
So many different ways
it's almost redundant.
Let me explain the productive ways
of my enlightenment.
Tact Daddy gonna tell it like it is.
Tell da truth.
Yeah…
(Beat Enters — Deep Techno Pulse)
When you work open to close
and got a second job,
you gotta check!
When you apply self defense
from a hata tryin to rob,
you gotta check!
When da bitches start getting
too big for their britches,
you gotta check!
When someone ridin your ass
on the road,
you gotta check!
When they underestimate a playa
thinkin you gonna fold,
you gotta check!
When dem sneaky asses
mistake you for a sucka,
you gotta check!
When your woman start trippin
like she your mutha,
you gotta check!
When disguised Judas
pretends to be your brotha,
you gotta check!
When the cashier shortens
some of your change,
you gotta check!
When hatas pretend
you ain't got no brains,
you gotta check!
When your dog gets tired
of hiding his fangs,
you gotta check!
When you grinding long hours
waiting on payday,
you gotta check!
(Hook — Club Drop)
Check it.
Check it.
Check it.
You gotta check.
Freedom ain't free
and the sinister take
Pressure make diamonds
frauds gonna break
Playas move silent
hatas move fake
Tact Daddy speakin —
Tell Da Truth — check.
Check it.
Check it.
Check it.
You gotta check.
Push it Tact Daddy
pressure apply
Weak men fold
but playas survive
Prioritize what shit slide
Stand your ground —
Check.
(Verse 1)
I work in the grind
where the real ones survive
Every move calculated
instinct alive
Eyes on the moves
ears on the lies
Fake energy obvious
when it arrive
I adapt to action
adjust and respond
Eye of the storm
when the pressure comes on
Some men talk
with a fake lion mane
I walk through the game
studyin to maintain
Energy shift
when a real one step
Confidence loud
but silence got depth
Most these suckas
can't carry the weight
They crumble like dust
when the pressure inflate
Life like Pac Man
simple plan
Don't chase every demon
that show in the land
Collect your dots
level your game
But if a demon step close
power up and flame
You gotta check.
(Hook)
Check it.
Check it.
Check it.
You gotta check.
Freedom ain't free
and the sinister take
Pressure make diamonds
frauds gonna break
Playas move silent
hatas move fake
Tact Daddy speakin —
Check.
(Female Whisper Break)
mmm… Tact Daddy made this…
Push it… Tact Daddy…
Pimp harder… Tact Daddy…
Go Daddy…
(Verse 2)
World ain't built
for the weak heart soul
Too many wolves
playing sheep roles
Smile in your face
stab in your back
Same damn people
asking favors next track
I keep receipts
like a king keep score
See betrayal
miles before
Fake love cheap
loyalty rare
That's why real ones
move aware
Boss mentality
eyes forward
Storms come
the will grow stronger
Long nights
make champions harder
Pain fuel every move
I charter
Hustle ain't luck
it's grind and sweat
Focused weapon
is intellect
Authenticity priceless
heavy finesse
When life press hard —
You gotta check.
(Hook — Club)
Check it.
Check it.
Check it.
You gotta check.
Bass shake
floor tonight
Truth hit harder
when the sound hit right
Weak men run
but the strong stand tight
Stand ground —
Check.
(Bridge — Techno Breakdown)
Life gon test
every man alive.
Money test you.
Power test you.
Women test you.
Friends test you.
Your mind test you.
But the question the same.
When the moment arrive…
You fold?
Or you check.
(Final Chant — Club Crowd)
Check!
Check!
Check!
You gotta check!
Push it Tact Daddy!
Push it Tact Daddy!
Tact Daddy made it!
Tact Daddy made it!
Tell da truth!
Tell da truth!
Go Daddy!
Go Daddy!
Check it.
Check it.
Check it.
Tact Daddy gonna tell it like it is.
Tell da truth.
Yeah…
(Beat Enters — Deep Techno Pulse)
When you work open to close
and got a second job,
you gotta check!
When you apply self defense
from a hata tryin to rob,
you gotta check!
When da bitches start getting
too big for their britches,
you gotta check!
When someone ridin your ass
on the road,
you gotta check!
When they underestimate a playa
thinkin you gonna fold,
you gotta check!
When dem sneaky asses
mistake you for a sucka,
you gotta check!
When your woman start trippin
like she your mutha,
you gotta check!
When disguised Judas
pretends to be your brotha,
you gotta check!
When the cashier shortens
some of your change,
you gotta check!
When hatas pretend
you ain't got no brains,
you gotta check!
When your dog gets tired
of hiding his fangs,
you gotta check!
When you grinding long hours
waiting on payday,
you gotta check!
(Hook — Club Drop)
Check it.
Check it.
Check it.
You gotta check.
Freedom ain't free
and the sinister take
Pressure make diamonds
frauds gonna break
Playas move silent
hatas move fake
Tact Daddy speakin —
Tell Da Truth — check.
Check it.
Check it.
Check it.
You gotta check.
Push it Tact Daddy