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Wheel Talk
hardcore East Coast rap, gritty storytelling, mid-tempo, deep bassline, raw unfiltered vocals, moody urban atmosphere
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[Intro – quiet car interior hum, distant siren fade]
Steering wheel cold under my palms
City lights blur, keep my thoughts calm
[Verse 1 – slow rolling bass, sharp snare snap]
Every corner I turn, they’re chasing the bag
Cutting each other off, no time for a lag
Old homie switched up when the cash hit his hands
Left me stranded, didn’t even spare a glance
They say loyalty’s dead, and I see it clear
Everyone’s a snake, hiding under a veneer
No one keeps their word when the stakes get high
Just a bunch of vultures, circling the pie
[Chorus – heavy bass, aggressive delivery]
All they care about is the green in their pocket
Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic
No one does right when the money’s on the line
Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine
All they care about is the green in their pocket
Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic
No one does right when the money’s on the line
Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine
[Verse 2 – muted piano undercurrent, tighter flow]
Saw my cousin sell out his own blood for a check
Said it’s just business, no room for regret
Friend who swore we’d ride or die took my spot
Climbed the ladder fast, left me at the bottom rot
They smile in your face while they plot your downfall
Count your coins behind your back, wait for you to fall
No one’s got your six when the chips are down
Just a bunch of leeches, sucking you dry till you drown
[Chorus – layered vocals, amplified bass]
All they care about is the green in their pocket
Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic
No one does right when the money’s on the line
Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine
All they care about is the green in their pocket
Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic
No one does right when the money’s on the line
Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine
[Bridge – stripped-back beat, intense spoken-word energy]
I’ve seen the worst in people when the cash starts to flow
They’ll stab you in the back just to get a little more dough
No honor, no heart, just a hunger that won’t quit
Everybody’s a stranger, even the ones you thought you fit
I keep my windows up, my doors locked tight
Can’t trust a soul in this city of night
They’ll take everything you’ve got, leave you with nothing at all
Just a memory of when you thought someone cared at all
[Chorus – full intensity, ad-libs weaving in]
All they care about is the green in their pocket
Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic
No one does right when the money’s on the line
Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine
All they care about is the green in their pocket
Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic
No one does right when the money’s on the line
Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine
[Outro – engine rumble fading, soft static]
Steering wheel still cold under my palms
City lights fade, keep my guard on