**(Intro – Slow chillwave synth glitchin' out, stutterin' bass drop: d-d-drop... yeah, uh)** Sittin' low in this rusted truck, neon f-f-flickerin' like a bad dream, Bottle tipped, eyes slitted – you done crossed the wrong stream. **(Verse 1 – Outlaw twang with street grit, heavy reverb stutter: y-y-you think...)** Y'all rolled up talkin' big, fake gangsta with that wack chain swingin', But I'm the outlaw ridin' dirty, boots stompin' on your pretend kingpin. No cap, fool – I'll lay you flat like a backroad possum smash, Revolver cocked, hydros bumpin', 'bout to turn you to trash. (Ad lib: Yeah, boy! Git 'em!) **[Drum Lead-Up: Rat-a-tat build, crashin' into thunder rolls]** **(Chorus – Savage rap-country hybrid, glitch echoes: 100%... 100%... chance-chance...)** Today's forecast? Straight 100% chance of me w-w-whoopin' yo sorry ass, Thunder crackin' down, no mercy – feel the storm's savage blast. From honky-tonk hell to block beef, where the real ones clash, 100% chance, punk – I'm 'bout to whoop yo ass! (Ad lib: Uh-huh, no doubt!) Ain't no drizzle, fool, it's a full-on beatdown flash, 100% pain rainin', and it won't ever pass-pass-pass... **[Guitar Break: Twangy pedal steel glitchin' wild, stutter-solo shred: wail-wail-wail... fade to echo]** **(Interlude – Chillwave haze, repetitive transition: Storm comin'... storm comin'... yeah, it's comin' fast-fast...)** Smoke curlin' slow, VHS static poppin' in the night, You thought you tough? Nah, son – step up and feel the fight. (Ad lib: Git ready, y'all! Boom!) **[Drum Lead-Up: Heavy 808 thump build, stutter-kick: boom-boom-b-b-boom...]** **(Verse 2 – Faster street rap savage, country drawl mixin' in: cross me-me-me...)** Posted in the cut, lowrider creepin' through the pourin' rain, You soft as cornbread soggy, 'bout to catch this outlaw pain. Talk that mess one more time, I'll hit you with the quick fade, Leave you bleedin' on the blacktop, no parade – just shade. (Ad lib: That's right, cowboy! Whoop!) **[Guitar Break: Raw electric twang stutter-riff, savage slide: scream-scream... down low]** **(Chorus Repeat – Louder, more savage, repetitive glitch: 100%... 100%... whoop-whoop...)** Today's forecast? 100% chance of me w-w-whoopin' yo ass-ass-ass, No escape, hillbilly thunder mixed with street heat flash. Honky shadows to hydro blocks, feel the wrath crash, 100% chance, sucker – whoopin' yo ass! (Ad lib: Hell yeah! Storm's here!) Full storm savage, ain't passin' – pain everlasting-last-last... **(Outro Interlude – Chillwave fade with repetitive transition: Fade out... fade out... but the pain stays-stays... yeah, uh)** Lesson learned in the haze, under glitchin' neon scars, Don't test this rebel – or catch these bars-bars-bars...

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