KING JORDEN THOMAS

[Intro] *(Heavy distorted 808 bass kicks in, layered with a chopped Memphis vocal sample "Yeah!" and a relentless cowbell rhythm. Engine rev sound effect fades in briefly)* [Verse 1] Yo, check the levels, fourteen winters but the heat's immense King Jorden Thomas, got the streets convinced Headphones on low, bumpin' that dark, distorted sound Buildin' empires where the bass shakes the ground Got the laptop glow, fingers flyin' on the keys Cookin' up the phonk that brings ya to ya knees Sample screams, chopped n' screwed, Memphis soul on fire That 808 rumble liftin' ya higher, and higher They hear the k**k drum pound, feel the sub-bass creep Sweat drippin' down, no time for sleep Just raw vibration, a sonic attack King Jorden craftin', holdin' nothin' back [Chorus] BASS BOOSTED! Feel the pressure drop down low (YEAH!) HARD PHONK! Makes ya move wherever ya go (UH!) King Jorden Thomas, fourteen but reign supreme That b**t hit so heavy, make ya yell "DAMN THAT HARD!" it seems BASS BOOSTED! Chest vibratin', lose control (YEAH!) HARD PHONK! Pumpin' straight outta Jorden's soul (UH!) That 808 thunder, yeah, the phonk don't lie Make the whole block wonder, under Tennessee sky! [Verse 2] Cowbell clangin', hi-hats sizzlin' like hot grease Synths so dirty, bringin' the listeners no peace Distorted vocals whisperin' from the past King Jorden mix it fast, make the vibe last From the bedroom studio to the world outside Ridin' on the low end, takin' 'em for a ride Reputation buildin', word spreadin' on the wire That young king's phonk? It's pure desire No fancy talk, just frequencies that bruise Got the whole crew noddin', payin' dues To the sound that rumbles deep within the concrete King Jorden's phonk - undeniable, indiscreet [Chorus] BASS BOOSTED! Feel the pressure drop down low (YEAH!) HARD PHONK! Makes ya move wherever ya go (UH!) King Jorden Thomas, fourteen but reign supreme That b**t hit so heavy, make ya yell "DAMN THAT HARD!" it seems BASS BOOSTED! Chest vibratin', lose control (YEAH!) HARD PHONK! Pumpin' straight outta Jorden's soul (UH!) That 808 thunder, yeah, the phonk don't lie Make the whole block wonder, under Tennessee sky! [Bridge] They thought he was young, but the speakers know the truth (They know!) That bassline's the proof, uncut, uncouth Buildin' the rhythm brick by heavy brick (Yeah!) Phonk philosophy, make the hesitant sick Ain't no stoppin' this force, this sonic wave King Jorden diggin' deep in that Memphis grave Unearthin' the funk, twistin' it dark and mean The hardest fourteen the speakers ever seen! [Chorus] BASS BOOSTED! Feel the pressure drop down low (YEAH!) HARD PHONK! Makes ya move wherever ya go (UH!) King Jorden Thomas, fourteen but reign supreme That b**t hit so heavy, make ya yell "DAMN THAT HARD!" it seems BASS BOOSTED! Chest vibratin', lose control (YEAH!) HARD PHONK! Pumpin' straight outta Jorden's soul (UH!) That 808 thunder, yeah, the phonk don't lie Make the whole block wonder, under Tennessee sky! [Outro] *(Chorus vocals repeat "DAMN THAT HARD!" heavily distorted and chopped, while the massive 808 bassline and cowbell rhythm continue, gradually becoming more distorted and echoey. Engine rev sounds fade in and out. The bass finally drops into a deep, sustained rumble that slowly fades into silence, leaving a faint high-frequency ring.)*