Barracuda
A wild, head-nodding hip hop opus fusing aggressive chopper flow with glitchy percussion, gritty 808s, booming distorted bass, Sharabi Drum & Bass surge, Fudu Jazz licks, and Ghaint Choir accents. Jazz-inspired keys and abrasive orchestral hits collide with vinyl crackle, record scratches, and avant-garde sound design. Rapid fire, highly technical raps trade off with experimental breakdowns and dubstep-infused drops, propelling an underground, rebellious energy throughout.
Barracuda
A wild, head-nodding hip hop opus fusing aggressive chopper flow with glitchy percussion, gritty 808s, booming distorted bass, Sharabi Drum & Bass surge, Fudu Jazz licks, and Ghaint Choir accents. Jazz-inspired keys and abrasive orchestral hits collide with vinyl crackle, record scratches, and avant-garde sound design. Rapid fire, highly technical raps trade off with experimental breakdowns and dubstep-infused drops, propelling an underground, rebellious energy throughout.
Lyrics
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Intro
Yeah.
You can hear the water ripple when I enter the session.
No questions. Just a lesson of passion in aggression.
Listen.
Verse 1
Better be ready, the second I’m aiming a sentence is venomous
Everybody’s an enemy, ending the pleasantries
I get to severin’ every contender, remember the predator
You are a sedative, I am adrenaline
G-g-it, rippin’ the track into particles
This is an article covering your career’s obituary
Comin’ too quick for the commentary, ripple, then problem, you’re caught in it
I’m the barracuda, sh-sh-shooter of syllables, minimal move lookin’ critical.
See me maneuver? Truly a creature of instinct
You sink in a blink, and I think it’s pitiful.
F-f-finish a challenger, damage a calendar, circle the date
Talker, a walker, mannequin, I am a manic mechanical cannon, BACK AGAIN!
Chorus
Call me B-B-Barracuda
Jaws of the verse, I’m the sonic intruder
Strike from the deep, I’m the verbal pursuer
Y-y-you don’t see the teeth till I move right through ya.
B-B-Barracuda
Quick on the hunt, I’m the uber-maneuver
You’re in my water, and I’m your abuser
Y-y-you don’t feel the bite till your whole future’s through, ya!
Verse 2
Never a warning, I’m forming a torrent of phrases
Scorching the pages, performing in stages of fury.
You’re blurry, I’m sorry, your vision is swimmin’, diminished
Couldn’t endure me.
Hit with velocity, possibly breakin’ the logic
Lockin’ the topic, you’re audibly obsolete.
Apostrophe, catastrophe, follow me?
I am the monster, the author of your biography.
(Y-y-you thought you’re safe, terrible thought)
I’m the terror that taught you the meaning of getting caught.
Medical document detailing the damage, the ruin I’m brewin’
Your crew that you brought is all gone!
Bridge
This ain’t about malice… it’s about balance.
Ecosystem.
(You got sloppy…) looked like a meal…
I took the opportunity. Reflex. Instinct.
Hunter and hunted. I was born hungry.
Chorus
Call me B-B-Barracuda
Jaws of the verse, I’m the sonic intruder.
Strike from the deep, I’m the verbal pursuer
Y-y-you don’t see the teeth till I move right through ya.
B-B-Barracuda
Quick on the hunt, I’m the uber-maneuver.
You’re in my water, and I’m your abuser
Y-y-you don’t feel the bite till your whole future’s through, yeah!
Gone.