All Liars
Darkwave, Future Garage, Ultra-low pulsing sub bass dominates: pure sine at 28-38Hz, ultra-slow attack, long natural decay for hypnotic breathing roll felt in the chest, Sidechained to soft 808 kick for organic pump, Warm 60-80Hz layer adds body and grit, faint 100Hz sine for thickness, Light modulation every 4 bars for constant movement, Pure rolling low-end pressure, no saws or distortion, Tight shuffled garage percussion: swung snares on 2&4 with vinyl crackle, offbeat hats with swing and reverb, ghost snares and rims creating micro-groove locked to sub, Dark analog pads breathe slowly with tape saturation and subtle reverb, No leads, Intimate low half-spoken male vocals, Two vocalists, Sashay in the intro, rapper in the chorus and verses, raw and close-mic’d with gentle plate reverb, No bright synths or trap hats, Pure low-end hypnosis and intimacy, 124 bpm
All Liars
Darkwave, Future Garage, Ultra-low pulsing sub bass dominates: pure sine at 28-38Hz, ultra-slow attack, long natural decay for hypnotic breathing roll felt in the chest, Sidechained to soft 808 kick for organic pump, Warm 60-80Hz layer adds body and grit, faint 100Hz sine for thickness, Light modulation every 4 bars for constant movement, Pure rolling low-end pressure, no saws or distortion, Tight shuffled garage percussion: swung snares on 2&4 with vinyl crackle, offbeat hats with swing and reverb, ghost snares and rims creating micro-groove locked to sub, Dark analog pads breathe slowly with tape saturation and subtle reverb, No leads, Intimate low half-spoken male vocals, Two vocalists, Sashay in the intro, rapper in the chorus and verses, raw and close-mic’d with gentle plate reverb, No bright synths or trap hats, Pure low-end hypnosis and intimacy, 124 bpm
Lyrics
Low… low… lost inside the bass…
Low… low… lost inside the bass…
Tire spinning slow… fire down below
Liar twist the flow… where did the truth go?
Low… low… lost inside the bass…
Low… low… lost inside the bass…
[instrumental build]
[intro verse]
Racks, man’s wired (wired)
I’m up in the ends with the hire (hire)
Back in the day, them gyals were biters
Now I’m in a flat with the mandem, writers
She ain’t spend a rack on her own attire
Thought she was yours, she a liar
Just like the others, they all liars
The tings I could do with a fiver
[verse]
Tryna move right but the pain won’t fade
But the thoughts keep hiding away
Pull up on block, Bimmer slidin’ today
Black tints down, you can’t clock my face
Inside’s heavy, still man’s silent
Known in the ends for the moves, no guidance
Don’t play with me, I ain’t no pretender
Still got a bounty on ya head, no defender
Mandem talk, but the grind don’t end
Put in that work, stack and then spend
Just got a link, she actin’ a lender
If I was a drink, top shelf, no blender
On the plane out the state, don’t know when I’m back
Came home, the block still movin’ mad
Racks in the safe, no cap, it’s fact
Put that away for my son, that’s that
[bridge]
Man can’t tell me nothin’
Came from the dirt, still stuntin’
Mandem ride when the beef start comin’
Man just live, can’t live for runnin’
[build]
Lost-lost-lost inside the–
[verse]
Man move sly, but the truth get shown
Mandem ride, and the wheels still chrome
Voices chat wild, but they move on phone
Step in the night, man claim my zone
Still in the night, can’t sleep, no rest
Still on my grind, put a P on chest
She want love, but I can’t invest
I want pounds, not pain or stress
Tryna keep low, but the block too loud
Voices talk, but I don’t do crowds
Man just work, keep stackin’ them pounds
Came from the ends, still reppin’ my grounds
Lost some mates, but I still move strong
Money get made and the nights get long
Don’t care ’bout fame, just play my song
Mandem with me, can’t do me wrong
[outro]
(Lost inside the bass…)
(Low… low… lost inside the bass…)
Just like the others, they all liars
(Low... low... low... low)
Lost-lost-lost inside the bass