EZHN - Lyons 2 - Morning Star Triggerman - Male 1
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2026-07-20 08:38:03
Letras
[INTRO]
[Sludgy, metallic halftime cyber-grunge riff opens over a ticking hard drive. Paranoid vocal whisper through a radio filter]
"Crawling on the floor... dreams following reality... it's not real..."
[VERSE 1]
[Slow, paranoid, drug-hazed grunge delivery]
Feeling tired, decided to take a quick nap in the trap,
Before taking some shrooms or was it dex on the map?
Woke up and my dreams followed me back to reality clean,
Didn't know if it was morning or late night on the screen!
Hard time walking at first, legs completely numb and gone,
Must have taken the DXM, crawling before the dawn!
Crawl into the living room of the house on Lyons street,
Invisible people coming from the ceiling like a ghost bug sheet!
Creepy angler-fish peaking from the recess of the frame!
It’s not real! It’s not real! It’s not real! Stop the game!
Go into a dark place, become one with the black,
You and the darkness are the same on the track!
No separation, morning comes and we both burn together,
Reach to put out my cigarette, won't go out in this weather!
Sitting on a chair outside in my garbage hall,
Why can't I touch the ground? Fucked up against the wall!
[CHORUS]
Oh, we’re looping the layout on a triple-stacked ride!
The tracking is bleeding and the layout is wide!
Wtf is even happening? I don't know the zone,
Just drifting with the phantoms that call me Kills Alone!
Did they fire from the ridge? Did the bullet pass through?
A supernatural sniper breaking down the whole crew!
[VERSE 2]
[The rhythm shifts to a bouncy, fast rap-rock groove]
While we're on the subject of asking questions tonight,
Who in the fuck shot at me during the start of the light?
By the angle they were on Morning Star across the ridge,
That’s where I would have done it from, crossing the bridge!
I thought, he thought, they thought as he typed the text,
Becoming very literal, wondering what happens next!
Take this double-stacked ecstasy, triple-stacked you say?
Better test it first, it's loaded for the day!
Down the hatch! Snapped out of it and leaped up straight,
A rave was happening in my Snow Town home, hotwiring the gate!
[CHORUS]
Oh, we’re looping the layout on a triple-stacked ride!
The tracking is bleeding and the layout is wide!
Wtf is even happening? I don't know the zone,
Just drifting with the phantoms that call me Kills Alone!
Did they fire from the ridge? Did the bullet pass through?
A supernatural sniper breaking down the whole crew!
[BRIDGE]
[The tempo plummets into a sludgy, metallic halftime crawl. Sounds of stove coils scraping]
Opium knife hits off the kitchen stove...
Glass bottle trapping smoke inside the burning grove...
Entered the MMA fight, took down the blue-haired guy,
Un-sober piece of shit snuck in and punched me in the eye!
Black eye recovering, hand-drawn scale is blown,
Cheap Walmart gloves from a weirdo, worst ever known!
But hey, he sold me this cool elephant hash pipe for the lane...
Watching stretched-out faces on the high-school movie frame...
Faces looking wrong, messing with my head in a good way,
I love me some good old-fashioned dissociation everyday...
[VERSE 3]
[The fast industrial breakbeat slams back in with maximum velocity]
Getting hungry, head somewhere to grab a massive bite,
Get giant burritos, supermarket run at night!
Hitting up the whipped cream cans, huffing the gas,
Oh yeah, good nitrous oxide moving real fast!
Oh crap, original hicks from before blocking the lane,
Got some of the crew with me, jet through the rain!
High-speed chase in the dark, they track with a spotlight,
Truck trying to run my car off the road tonight!
Tire goes flat but I don't give a shit, I don't slow,
Slowing down is not happening, letting the paint gun go!
Homies freaking, hand me the weapon from the sheet,
Paintball gun in the window above the mirror neat!
Slow down just enough to let 'em catch our side,
Screaming bloody murder threats on this ride!
Cover the truck with paint, blinding their entire sight,
They lose control and crash the island in the night!
Back to the house, sprint inside the rooms,
Strap on the gas mask to escape the system doom!
Pure THC hits the spot, lighting a blunt for the style,
Winamp playlist voice-activated to industrial metal file!
[OUTRO]
[The drums snap back to the exact opening spray-paint can hiss format]
Blunt in mouth, EeShin suddenly realized the scope,
He’d just been shot at through the living room window on the slope!
The one facing the road, while he was burning his Pikachu tight,
With a spray-paint can and a lighter igniting the night...
[Loud glass shatter sample cuts to dead silence]
[Total silence]
[Sludgy, metallic halftime cyber-grunge riff opens over a ticking hard drive. Paranoid vocal whisper through a radio filter]
"Crawling on the floor... dreams following reality... it's not real..."
[VERSE 1]
[Slow, paranoid, drug-hazed grunge delivery]
Feeling tired, decided to take a quick nap in the trap,
Before taking some shrooms or was it dex on the map?
Woke up and my dreams followed me back to reality clean,
Didn't know if it was morning or late night on the screen!
Hard time walking at first, legs completely numb and gone,
Must have taken the DXM, crawling before the dawn!
Crawl into the living room of the house on Lyons street,
Invisible people coming from the ceiling like a ghost bug sheet!
Creepy angler-fish peaking from the recess of the frame!
It’s not real! It’s not real! It’s not real! Stop the game!
Go into a dark place, become one with the black,
You and the darkness are the same on the track!
No separation, morning comes and we both burn together,
Reach to put out my cigarette, won't go out in this weather!
Sitting on a chair outside in my garbage hall,
Why can't I touch the ground? Fucked up against the wall!
[CHORUS]
Oh, we’re looping the layout on a triple-stacked ride!
The tracking is bleeding and the layout is wide!
Wtf is even happening? I don't know the zone,
Just drifting with the phantoms that call me Kills Alone!
Did they fire from the ridge? Did the bullet pass through?
A supernatural sniper breaking down the whole crew!
[VERSE 2]
[The rhythm shifts to a bouncy, fast rap-rock groove]
While we're on the subject of asking questions tonight,
Who in the fuck shot at me during the start of the light?
By the angle they were on Morning Star across the ridge,
That’s where I would have done it from, crossing the bridge!
I thought, he thought, they thought as he typed the text,
Becoming very literal, wondering what happens next!
Take this double-stacked ecstasy, triple-stacked you say?
Better test it first, it's loaded for the day!
Down the hatch! Snapped out of it and leaped up straight,
A rave was happening in my Snow Town home, hotwiring the gate!
[CHORUS]
Oh, we’re looping the layout on a triple-stacked ride!
The tracking is bleeding and the layout is wide!
Wtf is even happening? I don't know the zone,
Just drifting with the phantoms that call me Kills Alone!
Did they fire from the ridge? Did the bullet pass through?
A supernatural sniper breaking down the whole crew!
[BRIDGE]
[The tempo plummets into a sludgy, metallic halftime crawl. Sounds of stove coils scraping]
Opium knife hits off the kitchen stove...
Glass bottle trapping smoke inside the burning grove...
Entered the MMA fight, took down the blue-haired guy,
Un-sober piece of shit snuck in and punched me in the eye!
Black eye recovering, hand-drawn scale is blown,
Cheap Walmart gloves from a weirdo, worst ever known!
But hey, he sold me this cool elephant hash pipe for the lane...
Watching stretched-out faces on the high-school movie frame...
Faces looking wrong, messing with my head in a good way,
I love me some good old-fashioned dissociation everyday...
[VERSE 3]
[The fast industrial breakbeat slams back in with maximum velocity]
Getting hungry, head somewhere to grab a massive bite,
Get giant burritos, supermarket run at night!
Hitting up the whipped cream cans, huffing the gas,
Oh yeah, good nitrous oxide moving real fast!
Oh crap, original hicks from before blocking the lane,
Got some of the crew with me, jet through the rain!
High-speed chase in the dark, they track with a spotlight,
Truck trying to run my car off the road tonight!
Tire goes flat but I don't give a shit, I don't slow,
Slowing down is not happening, letting the paint gun go!
Homies freaking, hand me the weapon from the sheet,
Paintball gun in the window above the mirror neat!
Slow down just enough to let 'em catch our side,
Screaming bloody murder threats on this ride!
Cover the truck with paint, blinding their entire sight,
They lose control and crash the island in the night!
Back to the house, sprint inside the rooms,
Strap on the gas mask to escape the system doom!
Pure THC hits the spot, lighting a blunt for the style,
Winamp playlist voice-activated to industrial metal file!
[OUTRO]
[The drums snap back to the exact opening spray-paint can hiss format]
Blunt in mouth, EeShin suddenly realized the scope,
He’d just been shot at through the living room window on the slope!
The one facing the road, while he was burning his Pikachu tight,
With a spray-paint can and a lighter igniting the night...
[Loud glass shatter sample cuts to dead silence]
[Total silence]
Estilo de Música
Metal, Ambient, Grunge, Trap, Hip Hop, Dark, Dreamy, Mysterious, Tense, Cinematic, Alternative, Male Vocals