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Blood in the Bassline

Yung Ferox·Trap·Dark·English·3:05·88 BPM·🎤 Lyrics· Fully cleared
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Lyrics

Intro

Yung Ferox

Bass in my chest, watch it detonate

(let's go)

Verse

Started in the basement, four walls and a mattress

Counting up the minutes like they owed me interest

Ramen in the pot, static on the antenna

Wrote sixteens on receipts, turned the block to an arena

Landlord banging doors, I'm still banging out cadences

Every eviction notice turned to evidence

That the hunger in my gut is a furnace, not a residence

I don't rent the fire, no, I own the deed to it

Broke kid, cracked screen, dialing up destiny

Every "no" I got just became my energy

Sirens outside window, I turned static into symphony

Turned the block noise into blueprints, that's my chemistry

Now the bassline shaking concrete like an earthquake

Every verse I write's a heartbeat that won't hesitate

I been sharpening the hunger till it's a blade

Come-up ain't a moment, it's a war I never delegate

Chorus

There's blood in the bassline, feel it pumping through the speaker

Started with nothing, now the whole block need a beeper

Every scar's a hi-hat, every bruise a snare

Built this from the ground up, breathing fire in the air

Blood in the bassline, running hot up in my veins

Come too far to slow down, I'm allergic to the brakes

Verse

Woke up broker than a promise that a stranger made

Now I'm counting up the digits like a barricade

Studio at 3 AM, engineer half asleep

I'm awake off adrenaline, ambition's what I eat

Used to walk to the corner store for spare change

Now I'm walking into rooms and rearranging the range

Every hater turned a milestone, every doubt a mile marker

I'm the flame in the dark room, watch me get sharper, darker

Momma said the odds ain't built for kids like me

I turned that sentence into a symphony

Every setback stacked into a stairway

Climbing out the trenches like it's my highway

Blood pressure rising with the tempo, I don't flatline

I turned the static of the struggle to a bassline

They gave me limits, I gave back a landslide

Every single door they closed, I built a backside

Chorus

There's blood in the bassline, feel it pumping through the speaker

Started with nothing, now the whole block need a beeper

Every scar's a hi-hat, every bruise a snare

Built this from the ground up, breathing fire in the air

Blood in the bassline, running hot up in my veins

Come too far to slow down, I'm allergic to the brakes

Bridge

Used to pray for pennies, now I'm praying for the patience

Cause the hunger never leaves you, it just changes its location

From the block to the booth to the top of the equation

I'm the proof that a dream can outrun its own creation

Outro

Blood in the bassline, that's the sound of my ascension

Every heartbeat a receipt, every bar an invention

Started from the static, built a empire from the tension

Yung Ferox, remember the name — that's my intention

Trap · Dark · 88 BPM · 3:05 — Hip-Hop (rage-beats), aggressive, manic, high-energy, modern trap hi-hats, distorted 808s, chaotic hi-hats, metallic synth stabs, sparse piano, C# minor, aggressive rapid-fire rap, layered ad-libs, gritty tone

#Hip-Hop (rage-beats)#aggressive#manic#high-energy#modern trap hi-hats#distorted 808s#chaotic hi-hats#metallic synth stabs#sparse piano#88 BPM#C# minor#aggressive rapid-fire rap#layered ad-libs#gritty tone
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