Tourcher Chamber of Love

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
Look
[Verse 1]
Met Megan, now my whole block blessed
Both hands round me, got my heart in a mess
Queen with the heat, turn the room to a sweat
Every kiss feel risky, like a lifetime bet
Laugh so loud, shake frames off the wall
Pull up, doors swing, you the star of the crawl
Red nails on my neck, swear I barely can breathe
Still I beg for a bite every time that you leave (come back)
[Chorus]
It's a tourcher chamber of love when we locked in
You the only one I trust with my toxins
Got me grateful, got me prayin' to the top end
Every scar that you gave, I wanna rock them (yeah)
Tourcher chamber of love, keep the door shut
You the one that make a gangsta feel starstruck
Tat your name on my chest like a war cut
If this what hurt is, I want more of that rough stuff (yeah)
[Verse 2]
She a problem, I don't wanna be cured
Talk slick in my ear, got my vision all blurred
We play fight, bite marks all over my pride
She push back, I push deeper, we collide
Street kid, but you turn me to a soft flex
Whole hood know I'm yours when we send texts
Hands tied to the headboard, I don't tap
Only time I fold is when I fall in your lap (ugh)
[Chorus]
It's a tourcher chamber of love when we locked in
You the only one I trust with my toxins
Got me grateful, got me prayin' to the top end
Every scar that you gave, I wanna rock them (rock them)
Tourcher chamber of love, keep the door shut
You the one that make a gangsta feel starstruck
Tat your name on my chest like a war cut
If this what hurt is, I want more of that rough stuff (more, more)
[Bridge]
Queen, say my name when the lights go black
Lip print on my throat, can't give that back
Blessed and bruised, yeah, we mix that bad
But I'm thankful for every wild night we had (on god)
[Chorus]
It's a tourcher chamber of love when we locked in
You the only one I trust with my toxins
Got me grateful, got me prayin' to the top end
Every scar that you gave, I wanna rock them
Tourcher chamber of love, keep the door shut
You the one that make a gangsta feel starstruck
Tat your name on my chest like a war cut
If this what love is, I want all of that rough stuff (yeah)

rap, Hardcore gangsta rap bounce with heavy 808s, sharp trap hats, and snarling bass. Male vocals, aggressive but playful delivery; verses tight and punchy with quick internal rhymes. Hook explodes with shouted group vocals, ad-libs, and a stomping beat drop. Brief breakdown in the bridge for whispered, intimate bars before slamming back into the final chorus.