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Teeth in Walls × 1mmoMasterPUP

rap rap rap, edm, edm, edm, experimental, southern gothic mash up, ghettotech, bluegrass trap and 2-step Garage A maximalist Southern Gothic mashup fusing Deconstructed Horrorcore with Ghettotech, Bluegrass Trap, and 2-Step Garage. The production shifts from lo-fi tape textures and banjo riffs to jarring Brostep drops and glitchy 2-step rhythms. Features a dual-vocal dynamic between a slow Southern drawl and an arrogant British MLE gaymer flow, utilizing visual notations to trigger vocal artifacts and beat glitches. --- 1mmohorror, [(genre: Southern Gothic—Deconstructed Horrorcore—Ghettotech—2-Step Garage)—(instr: Banjo—TR-909—Wobble Bass—8-Bit Sax—Silky Bass)—(vocals: Southern Drawl—British MLE—Complex Flow)—(texture: Lo-Fi Tape—Geometric Glitch—Digital)—(mood: Predatory—Arrogant—Manic)] brolesque x igorcore, Advanced retroactive Mastering, Clean Production, Stem mastering, Dynamic Layers, Low Frequency Pass Filter, High Frequency Pass Filter,

1mmojunkie·5:03

Lyrics

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📻𝗦𝗽𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘆 : 𝗯𝗶𝘁.𝗹𝘆/𝟭𝗺𝗺𝗼-𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘆

📺𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲 𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 : 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗲.𝗰𝗼𝗺/@𝟭𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗲

⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟

𝗗𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘄

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𝐷é𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑠 𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑖-𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑠

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🅱️🔗🌳 : 𝗯𝗻𝗱.𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸/𝟭𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗲

🅱️🪭✉️ : 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗮𝗯.𝗰𝗼𝗺/𝟭𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗲/

⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶⩨⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟⩶↟

Night fell thick as molasses Knew he was the one Saw the pulse beatin' in his throat like a drum a pretty little 909 kick just waiting for the drop

The actual nerve on you

⟲ ⥀ ⟳

I hold the master key to puppeteer you

Remember Jesse All sunshine and a cheap disposition

smiled like he owned the place had no room for suspicion

꩜ ꔛ ⟲ ⥀

to socially reverse engineer you

Used to chop wood out back a picture of health I was the mortician

in waiting see my only mission

was adding a new piece to my grim exhibition

In the vein

Start the pain

No more reign

Acid rain

𓀀 𓁐 𓃀

what the actual ****

the ****

Now the only smilin' things are the teeth in his walls Yeah hidden in his jaws a violation of all of nature's laws My new creation He's the effect and I'm the cause

I hold the master key to pup-pet-eer you

↚ ↛ ⤭ ⇸

to socially reverse reverse reverse

Cornered him in the barn a festival of rust and hesitation

I gave his mortal swagger just a moment of exaggeration

so there's only veneer left on you

only veneer veneer

just the surface nothing underneath

𓀀 𓁐 𓃀

Then the bite no anger just a sense of cold predation

the start of a grotesque new transfiguration

Trans-fig-ur-a-tion

Trans-fig-ur-a-tion

So look around boy at this masonry art a brand new start for your unbeating heart

where the brick and the bone refuse to part you're all alone playing a brand new chart

Your wall was your body a fortress of skin but that's a shoddy defense for this state that you're in

'cause a barrier is nothing when the rot begins to spin a viral infection from a spot where my fangs have been

I’m not so allegorical

but more like categorical, categorical

like divisions done with surgical precision …

… Cum over here and lemme give you an incision an injection lemme show you my projections see these itty bitty little puzzles, aaaah whatever

I’ll give ya the solution, an answer to your trivial question.

Nah Bruh. Da hell

Did you follow the progression for the answer to your question?!??!

Teeth in the wall Red on the brick My final call Ain't the bite a vicious trick Fangs in the mortar Blood runs thick A new world order Yeah that's the kick

I hold the master key to puppeteer you

pup-pet-eer

to socially reverse engineer you

en-gin-eer

↯ ⇸ ⇺ ↚

Tape's almost done now He's twitchin' in the dirt

Don't know what he is yet don't understand the hurt

t da-faaa

t da-faaa

aaaah the actual arrogance

But soon he'll see the yellowed rows the tiny flecks of red

And realize his future's hanging by a single crimson thread

He's not dead nah he's mine instead

The last sunset is peeling back the skin inside his head

What is this fire This violent requiem My veins are all screaming a dissonant anthem I can't fathom this hunger this phantom sensation

That ain't no phantom boy that's your new motivation

It's the final graduation from your human limitation

My teeth are all aching My vision is bleeding in shades of just red it's the life that is receding

Nah that's the life that you're finally needing

The world is a garden and we are just weeding

So this is the future

This is the art

A brand new beginning where we tear it all apart

Like I said lemme show you the progression

even if you dont have another question i lied when i said

I waznt allegorical, i’ll establish the framework to organise the logical progression of the information into familiar symbols to trigger a coherent narrative as metaphorical discussion

Bruh keep up

here’s the progression and im sure you got some bloody questions

I’ll only answer them in our next one on one session

He ain't goin' nowhere

I'm just learnin' how to grin

so there's only veneer left on you

veneer

veneer

p-p-puppeteer you

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