Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Shh… Hear ’em coming (yeah) Dust in my lungs Heart still drumming [Verse 1] Just left the vault Rust flakes on the door Sirens in my skull Like I’ve heard this war before Blue jumpsuit on Blood spray on the sleeve Deathclaws in the canyon Something big in the breeze Radiation in my teeth I can taste that glow Cracked mask, dry lips Eyes burn slow Can’t turn back now Whole past turned ash Numbers on the Pip-Boy Blink, then flash [Chorus] Shh, hear them coming Ghouls closing in Breath smell rotten Peeling skin Radiation humming Under my skin My blue jumpsuit And this gun, that’s it Shh, hear them coming Footsteps in sand If I die out here It’s by my own hand Can’t turn back now Got burned, got branded World went under I’m the one who landed [Verse 2] Bones in the playground Swing set swagging slow Kids’ names carved On a sign half-broke Deathclaws howling Like steel on slate Every shadow in the rocks Got a fang-shaped fate Cartridge count low I recite it like prayer Every shot that I fire Takes a piece of my air Vault door dreams Still scream in my sleep But the chains on my ankles Ain’t half this deep [Chorus] Shh, hear them coming Ghouls closing in Breath smell rotten Peeling skin Radiation humming Under my skin My blue jumpsuit And this gun, that’s it Shh, hear them coming Footsteps in sand If I die out here It’s by my own hand Can’t turn back now Ash in my track Whole world dead I ain’t going back
Tags
rap, Menacing dark trap, 140 BPM, male vocals. Distant metallic ambience and low synth drones under a booming, distorting kick and snare. Verse sits in a claustrophobic pocket with whispered doubles and occasional pitched-down ad-libs. Hook explodes with stacked vocals, sub-bass swells, and eerie choir pads. Final section strips back to drums and bass for a cold, abrupt outro.
Duration
2:44
Instrumental
No
Created
2/4/2026