Mythistral - Cardio
Modern trap / Atlanta hip-hop, 140 BPM, Instrumentation: tight 808 sub-bass, detuned analog synth lead, plucked bell arps, filtered pads, crisp hi-hats with triplet rolls, snappy snare, heavy kick, occasional vocal ad-libs and chant layers, Vocal tone: male, mid-low timbre, autotune-polished melodic rap flow, confident yet smooth, rhythmic triplet delivery, strong diction, slight reverb tail, mood : cold, arrogant, Mix/mastering: wide stereo image, hard-hitting low-end, analog saturation, and crisp high-frequency sparkle, Avoid over-compressed vocals and exaggerated 808 slides
Mythistral - Cardio
Modern trap / Atlanta hip-hop, 140 BPM, Instrumentation: tight 808 sub-bass, detuned analog synth lead, plucked bell arps, filtered pads, crisp hi-hats with triplet rolls, snappy snare, heavy kick, occasional vocal ad-libs and chant layers, Vocal tone: male, mid-low timbre, autotune-polished melodic rap flow, confident yet smooth, rhythmic triplet delivery, strong diction, slight reverb tail, mood : cold, arrogant, Mix/mastering: wide stereo image, hard-hitting low-end, analog saturation, and crisp high-frequency sparkle, Avoid over-compressed vocals and exaggerated 808 slides
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Loaded heavy like tanks of war,
Gotta make mama proud for sure,
Soon I'm changing the atmosphere,
Tearing right through the stratosphere.
I don’t rival with Elon,
No, me, I surpass Elon.
My life is Indiana Jones,
Adventure’s in my very bones.
Killing time inside the fitness,
Got the cardio and finesse,
No time for lazy idleness,
At night I check upon my tigress.
What I love is to shine galore,
Proving them wrong, settling the score.
In the game, I am a Raptor,
Exiting the comfort door.
[Hook x2]
Man, if you don't have the cardio,
You cannot wet the jersey, bro.
Studio, dropping audios,
No time for clips or videos.
If no cardio then you're dead,
If no cardio then you're dead,
In the movie, I see you dead,
In the movie, your boys are dead.
[Verse 2]
I don’t just lift up heavy weights,
I lift the weight of life and fates.
Stopped listening to the advice,
Of people living survival life.
Every day work the cardio,
Every day muscles start to grow.
If my chest is robust and buffed,
It ain't for lifting shrubs and stuff.
No, it’s to kill the competition,
To bury all the competition,
It is to shine up in the sky,
Turn bitter gall to honey high.
Gucci looks way too poor, come on,
Outfit like King Solomon,
I come to free my own demons
Aiming to fold the industry.
[Hook x2]
Man, if you don't have the cardio,
You cannot wet the jersey, bro.
Studio, dropping audios,
No time for clips or videos.
If no cardio then you're dead,
If no cardio then you're dead,
In the movie, I see you dead,
In the movie, your boys are dead.
[Verse 3]
They are stuck inside the Matrix,
My guys cut the ideas fixed.
Solitude can drive you crazy,
If you ain't standing at the ready.
When comes the night, comes boredom too,
Paranoid at a noise or two.
I really love the silence,
In her I see hope and guidance.
Lone wolf, facing reality,
Far from my old shanty,
I re-see cursed memories
Of me searching for paradise.
Under the moon my Rolex shines,
Makes many girls smile at the signs.
The poor are strictly monogamous
The rich are always polygamous.
[Hook x2]
Man, if you don't have the cardio,
You cannot wet the jersey, bro.
Studio, dropping audios,
No time for clips or videos.
If no cardio then you're dead,
If no cardio then you're dead,
In the movie, I see you dead,
In the movie, your boys are dead.
[Outro – Instrumental]