Watch Your Back

[Intro] (Deep, distorted voiceover) "Some people talk too much, innit? Smiling in your face... but the moment you turn around?" (Sound of a knife sharpening, followed by a sudden bass swell) "Dirty." [Verse 1] You’re moving like a shadow, creeping in the dark Running with the snakes, yeah, I see you in the dark You’re chirping like a bird, spreading all the lies But I see the envy dripping from your eyes We were "Family" since back in the day Now you’re selling out for a bit of hearsay? Keep my name out your mouth, keep your distance, stay back 'Cause I heard every word that you said behind my back.  [Build-up] (Drums start to double-time) I hear the whispers. (Clap, clap) I see the switch-up. (Clap, clap) You’re a snake in the grass, time to get the mower out. (Rising synth pitch) Watch your mouth... Watch your mouth... WATCH YOUR MOUTH! [Drop 1] (The "God Warp" Bassline: Aggressive, sliding low-end) WUB-WOB-WOB-WOB... CHOP! WUB-WOB-WOB-WOB... CHOP! (Vocal Sample: "These dirty back stabbers!") WUB-WOB-WOB-WOB... (Bass warps harder through a FabFilter Saturndistortion) [Verse 2] Fake energy, fake vibes, get 'em out the room You’re a ticking time bomb, 'bout to go boom Talking to the ops, yeah, you’re looking real brave But you’re digging your reputation a shallow grave I don't need the drama, I don't need the stress I’m just making moves while you’re making a mess Check the Discogs Bassline charts, You’ll see my sound is timeless, yours as lost its spark!  [Pre-Chorus] (Fast-paced, grime-style delivery) Watch how they move, watch how they talk Watch how they stumble when they try and walk the walk They’re snakey, they’re flaky, they’re moving all shaky Thinking they can take me? (Are you having a bakey?!) [Chorus] These dirty back stabbers, they’re everywhere you go Saying they’re your family, but they’re really just a foe They want what you’ve got, they want to see you fall But I’m standing 10-toes, I’m standing ten feet tall Yeah, these dirty back stabbers... (Bassline growl: VREEE-NOM) [Break] “They Never Tell The Truth To Your Face” !WATCH YOUR BACK! [Bridge / Skit] (Sound of a phone ringing... picks up) Person A: "Yo, you seen what she's been saying?" Artist: "Let her talk. The bass is gonna do the talking for me." (Minimalist percussion—just a sharp snap and a ticking hi-hat) I don’t play the games, I don’t play the part I just make the heaters that tear the club apart. [Verse 3] Check the levels, check the scoreboard, I’m a different breed You’re planting seeds of hate, I’m just planting seeds of G’s Caught you moving moves, yeah, I saw you in the dance Trying to chat to my circle, looking for a chance I’m on the Resident Advisor lineup, you’re on the "blocked" list You’re a ghost in the scene, yeah, you won’t be missed! [Final Build-up] (Sirens blaring) They’re talking. (WOB) They’re lurking. (WOB) TELL 'EM AGAIN! THESE. DIRTY. BACK. STABBERS! [Final Drop - The God Warp] (Maximum aggression. The bass "warps" so hard it sounds like it’s breaking) SKREE-WOB-WOB-WOB-WOB! (Vocal Sample: "OI! WHO'S THAT?") SKREE-WOB-WOB-WOB-WOB! These dirty back stabbers, they can’t handle the weight I’m locking the scene, I’m closing the gate! WOB-WOB-WOB, WOB-WOB-WOB, WOB-WOB-WOB—JUMP! [Outro] (Beat cuts to just a heavy kick and dark sub) I see you. We all see you. Keep it real or get left behind. (Sound of a heavy iron door slamming shut) Dirty... dirty... DONE.