six feet deep
Create a dark, gritty trap track with raw, emotional lyrics about pain, addiction, and survival. Moody, lo-fi Memphis-inspired beats with deep 808s, sharp snares, and eerie, atmospheric samples. Vocals are raspy, intense, and poetic, with heavy internal rhymes and dark imagery. Tempo around 140 BPM, hypnotic yet aggressive
six feet deep
Create a dark, gritty trap track with raw, emotional lyrics about pain, addiction, and survival. Moody, lo-fi Memphis-inspired beats with deep 808s, sharp snares, and eerie, atmospheric samples. Vocals are raspy, intense, and poetic, with heavy internal rhymes and dark imagery. Tempo around 140 BPM, hypnotic yet aggressive
Lyrics
This is a place were the beat becomes your cure
Where every drop of blood
Every scar you carry
Becomes art
verse 1
Headphones on, drownin' out the fuckin' madness,
Dancin' with the reaper, I was flirtin' with the casket.
Bottle to my lips while my veins felt plastic,
Music grabbed my soul before I snapped the rope.
Somehow still had hope, not my time to go.
Kick drum hittin' like a heart that's racin',
Snare drum snappin' like my brain when it's caged in.
Thoughts in my head like locusts infestin',
Turn 'em to bars, now the hurt's manifestin'.
Pain in my blood but the beat's my treatment,
Scars on my soul, still the sound keeps bleedin'.
No pills, no blow, just rage and vengeance,
Therapy spillin' in these fuckin' sentence.
Turnin' my trauma to sound, that's my confession,
Rhyme schemes twisted like my own obsessions.
The world tried to drown me, I fought, never caved.
If it wasn't for the beat, I'd be six feet deep.
HOOK
Do not fear the fire
For the flames will shape you.
Do not fear the night
For the dark will awake you.
The path is yours alone
So walk with pride
verse2
(Yuh, yuh, yuh!)
Walk in the spot, no shame when I'm flexin'
Cartier frames, got the whole room stressin'
Drip too strong, no chains, just essence
Life too wild, can't cage my presence.
Pull up, valet, paint drippin' like butter
Talk too loud, get smacked, motherfucker
Stacks too high, might need me a ladder
Pockets so fat, make the bank vault shatter.
Do what I want, I don't beg for permission
Hate in the air but it fuels my ambition
Every day a movie, no intermission,
Grind so filthy but the style still vicious.
Triple-beam dreamin', my crew stay gleamin'
Money in the air, can't tell if I'm dreamin'
Livin' my life while the 808 bump
Drip too hard, make the whole gang jump!
OUTRO
And as the echoes fade
Remember
Your story is your own
Keep moving forward
And let the beat carry you.