aggressive male voice acapella for a drum and bass

[Intro – tense, breathy vocal build-up] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – sharp, staccato vocal cadence] Nowhere to run now I'm headed your way Got your bitch in the backseat leading the way It's too late now punk you done fucked up I know where you are and I'm comin for ya [Pre-Chorus – rising vocal intensity, tight rhythmic flow] Every step I take cuts the distance down Your shaky breath's the only sound No escape, no place to hide This is the end of your little ride [Chorus – explosive, guttural vocal delivery] Nowhere to run now I'm headed your way Got your bitch in the backseat leading the way It's too late now punk you done fucked up I know where you are and I'm comin for ya No where to duck, no place to crawl I'm right behind you, ready to brawl You thought you could win, thought you could flee But today's the day you face me [Verse 2 – faster, more urgent vocal pace] I tracked your trail through the dirt and grime Your cheap little tricks are running out of time You left your mark, you left your trace Now I'm here to erase your sad little space [Pre-Chorus 2 – heightened vocal aggression, strained delivery] Your heart's pounding loud, your hands are cold You're gonna pay for the lies you told No mercy now, no second chance I'm gonna break you down, give you one last glance [Chorus 2 – even more ferocious vocal delivery, layered ad-libs] Nowhere to run now I'm headed your way Got your bitch in the backseat leading the way It's too late now punk you done fucked up I know where you are and I'm comin for ya No where to duck, no place to crawl I'm right behind you, ready to brawl You thought you could win, thought you could flee But today's the day you face me [Bridge – menacing, low vocal growl, sparse rhythmic breathing] You begged for mercy, you cried for help But I don't care 'bout your empty yelp You dug your grave with your own two hands Now lie in it, you sorry man [Build-up – rapid-fire vocal staccato, building tension] Comin' for ya, comin' fast This is gonna be your last Comin' for ya, comin' strong You won't make it past this song [Drop – full-throttle aggressive vocal assault] Nowhere to run now I'm headed your way Got your bitch in the backseat leading the way It's too late now punk you done fucked up I know where you are and I'm comin for ya [Outro – fading, menacing vocal snarl] You had your chance, you blew it bad Now you're just a memory, gone for good