blue

Lyrics

INTRO — (The Blue Starts Flicker
Blu—blu—blu—
Paisley blue rag in the wind like a glitch in the air, fat blue laces on the kicks like they barely comply.
Blue ragg top flappin’ like a heartbeat with pride,
blue shades tilt sideways like the world just lied.
Blue blades on them dayton wires on my tires spin wide,
blue never expires — it’s feral, it’s a lifestyle.
This crippin’—
no, flip it—
this drippin’—
this livin’—
never slippin’ when the rest of the world is laccin)’.

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VERSE 1 — Chaotic West Coast Warp
Blue rag swingin’ like a pendulum break,
blue fat laces like they stuffed with mistakes.
Blue ragg top twitch like a nervous quake,
blue shades crack when the daylight shakes.
Blue blades hum like a turbine scream,
blue wires spin like a fever dream.
Blue never expires — it loops, it mutates,
blue drip glitchin’ like corrupted updates.

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MELTDOWN 1 — Fragmented Static
Blu—
blu—
blu—
snap
Blue rag flutters like a torn‑up map.
Blue laces fat like they tryna detach.
Blue ragg top peel like a memory patch.
Blue shades fracture like a mirror mismatch.
Blue blades spin like a panic attack.
Blue never expires — it just doubles back.

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VERSE 2 — Midwest Machine‑Gun Spiral (Faster)
Blu‑rag‑blu‑rag‑blu‑rag‑GO,
blue lace drip when the BPM blow.
Blue ragg top drop when the airflow choke,
blue shades tilt when the timeline broke.
Blue blades cut air like a neon strobe,
blue wires spin like a glitch in the code.
Never nappin’, never slackin’, never laggin’ the track,
strap in my back—
no threat, just a pack—
just a vibe I stack—
just a rhythm I crack.

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MELTDOWN 2 — System Crash
Bluuuuuue—
nevvvvvver—
exxxxxxxpires—
rewire—
misfire—
backfire—
refire—
Blue rag twitch like a ghost in the frame,
blue laces fat like they forgot their name.
Blue ragg top ripple like a heatwave, game,
blue shades warp like a video game.
Blue blades spin like a runaway train,
blue wires hum like a glitch in my brain.

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VERSE 3 — Chopped & Screwed Collapse
Bluuuue…
sloooow…
droooop…
Blue rag drag like a dream in tar,
blue laces fat like they stuck in a jar.
Blue ragg top sag like a dying star,
blue shades dim like a burnt‑out bar.
Blue blades crawl like a clock off time,
blue wires buzz like a broken rhyme.

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MELTDOWN 3 — Turbo‑Chop (Fastest Section)
Blu‑blu‑blu‑blu—
rag‑rag‑rag—
blue‑blue‑blue—
drag‑drag‑drag—
Blue ragg top pop when the beat go crack,
blue shades shake when the bass push back.
Blue blades spin like a panic attack,
blue never expires — it loops off track.
Never nappin’, never slackin’, never lackin’ the spark,
blue drip glow like a flare in the dark.

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OUTRO — Blue Echoes Into Static
Bluuuue…
never…
expires…
Blue rag…
blue laces…
blue shades…
blue wires…
Blue drip…
blue mind…
blue fire…
Blue never expires.