Текст песни
Yeah from the mud to the chrome keep it lo-fi
I’m creeping out the static automatic with the flow
Vocal chords heavy dragging bodies in the snow
Got that Memphis in my blood keep it steady keep it slow
Looking through the tinted glass watching how the reaper grow
I’m a phantom in the basement sipping on the indigo
Resonating deep feel the thunder in your torso
Pockets full of echoes and a heart made of microscope
Chopped and screwed I’m moving like a mannequin
Heavy in the chest feel the pressure coming in again
Lo-fi life I’m the shadow in the ceiling fan
Deep voice dark choice sticking to the master plan
Slow it down
Slow it down
Memphis soul trap gold everything I need
I don't talk much let the 808 do the preaching
Underground king I’m the one the sun ain't reaching
Grainy like a VHS I’m the lesson that they’re teaching
Resonance so deep I can hear the heavens screeching
Polished like a Cadillac dusty like a psychic
If the vibe ain't haunted then I probably wouldn't like it
Chopped and screwed I’m moving like a mannequin
Heavy in the chest feel the pressure coming in again
Lo-fi life I’m the shadow in the ceiling fan
Deep voice dark choice sticking to the master plan
Stay in the shadows
The tape ends here
