P͓U͓S͓H͓ EP

[Spoken Intro] H-Hello , Hello friend? Let let let let me introduce myself…(repeat x2) My name is Pretty Jinxed My name is Pretty Jinxed and I’m in complete control…(repeat) Put your headphones on… Mmmmmmm, this is nice…(repeat) Please turn the volume up with me, don’t be shy…be my ride or die… Mmmmmm All the way sounds just right, shall we begin, ready? [Hook] Blow it out Blow it out B-blow the cones out I said slam that mix ’til the limiters cry Feed me that brick-wall beauty Make me ghost in the waveform’s mouth D-d-d-drive the gain ’til the peaks bow down Hit me with that overcooked loudness war G-g-gimme no headroom at all [Instrumental – cinematic swell and heavy bass hit] [Verse 1] Your sub’s drooling — yeah, that LFO’s obscene Dopamine wobble-melt, sweep-sweep-sweepin’ 808’s thicc like a warcrime grin Let it smear phase like a drunken sin Sidechain pump making my ribs shake wild I’m in the street like a blown-amp child Every transient clipped is a sweet collapse Hit me harder — collapse me fast [Pre-Chorus] Crank it rude-rude-rude-rude Silence is a dead channel Silence is a dead channel Crank it rude-rude-rude-rude Don’t chill — don’t breathe Crank it rude-rude-rude-rude All the way, all the way Light up the faders and misbehave [Verse 2] I’m a low-end junkie — p-p-p-parallel crush me Stack compressors like you wanna hush me Multiband squeeze ’til the bassline moans Max out harmonics ’til the woofer groans Watch the RMS climb like lust No clean mix — only dirty trust Now slam that notch at 60 hertz Make the floorboards flirt and hurt [Bridge A] I’m a b-b-b-blasphemy of blown-out stems I sin against gain staging again and again Every wobble-wobble, every grit Hits like a filter sweep having a fit Layer the subs, layer the filth Let the distortion milk my guilt Knee-deep begging, knees on glass Feed me the bass that kicks my ass [Bridge B] Static on my lips like a cursed kiss OTT crush — bliss-bliss-bliss Pretty Jinxed humming through the buss buss buss She likes it loud, unholy, sus She whispers “clip it, clip it more” And I obey like a studio whore [Breakdown] Crank it up, crank it up Crank it up, crank it up No meditation — only modulation Only bass annihilation Only filthy oscillation Let the whole damn block shake [Verse 3] P-p-p-please don’t reset the chain I need that overdriven hurricane Kill the noise floor — raise the pain Feed the transient beast again Strip the limiter, let it bleed Give me the loud, the loud I need D-d-d-decibels on my spine Make the master bus divine [Drop] Crank it ’til the crossovers scream P-p-p-push ’til the subs overheat Every punch another wicked spark We overdose in the blackout dark Let the rumble fold the walls Let the ceiling take the fall [Instrumental – cinematic swell and heavy bass hit] [Outro] Let the cones crack Let the amps fry We don’t quit here We over-amplify