🩸 Dust Angel ft. M4nic | Horrorcore Rap | Nightmare Rap | Underground Horror Rap скачать в хорошем качестве

🩸 Dust Angel ft. M4nic | Horrorcore Rap | Nightmare Rap | Underground Horror Rap

Starts slow and shaking, builds to frantic panic as the PCP high twists into full-blown hell. Dust angels with smoke wings, depression as the dealer, drowning on dry land. Raw descent: paranoia knives, ignored calls, mirror corpses, and that desperate plea to never wake up. No glamour, just the brutal grip of addiction and the devil whispering for one more hit. Pure horrorcore descent: shaking verses, looping broken choruses, whispered regrets—trapped in the cycle. 🎵 Vibe: Frantic, suffocating, desperate, nightmarish 💥 Genre: Horrorcore Rap, Underground Horror, Dark Addiction Rap 🎧 For Fans Of: Esham, Gravediggaz, Devilish Trio, Night Lovell, Killstation, OmenXIII 🔊 Perfect For: Late-night comedown sessions, addiction horror playlists, paranoid underground bangers, dust-fueled breakdowns 🎼 Song Credits Song Title: Dust Angel ft. M4nic Artist: Doc Grimm Written & Produced by: Doc Grimm 📢 Lyrics [Intro – low, mumbled, like talking to yourself] Yo... dust in my lungs... Can't feel my face... But I feel everything else... Fuck [Verse 1 – slow flow, voice shaking] Wake up on the floor, room spinning like a bad trip PCP got me floating, but my soul's in a death grip Depression's the devil, whispering "one more hit" Lace it up, smoke it down, now I'm lost in the shit Eyes wide open but the world's all gray Friends ghosted, family prays I fade away Mirror cracks when I look, see a corpse staring back Heart pounding slow, like it's ready to crack Started to numb the pain, now the pain's all I know High as God, but hell's pulling me low [Chorus – repeated like a broken loop, voice cracking] Dust angel calling, wings made of smoke Depression choking, PCP rope I'm drowning on dry land, can't scream for help Trapped in my head, killing myself Dust angel, dust angel, take me away But I wake up tomorrow, same fucking day [Verse 2 – faster, frantic, building panic] Nights blur to nothing, days don't exist Fist full of dust, clenched in my wrist Paranoia creeps, shadows got knives Voices in my ear say "end it tonight" Mom's calls ignored, I can't pick up the phone Too ashamed of the monster I've become on my own Sweats and the shakes when the high starts to crash Grab another bag, chase the flash But the hole gets deeper, no bottom in sight Depression's my dealer, PCP's the light [Chorus] Dust angel calling, wings made of smoke Depression choking, PCP rope I'm drowning on dry land, can't scream for help Trapped in my head, killing myself Dust angel, dust angel, take me away But I wake up tomorrow, same fucking day [Bridge – slowed way down, almost whispered] I hate this high, hate the low even more Door locked, blinds shut, curled on the floor What happened to me? Used to have dreams Now it's just dust and silent screams I wanna quit, but the quit wants me dead Needle in my vein or gun to my head? Fuck... I'm sorry... to everyone I let down But I'm too far gone, can't turn around [Final Chorus – layered, desperate, fading out] Dust angel calling, wings made of smoke Depression choking, PCP rope I'm drowning... drowning... no one to save Trapped forever in this self-made grave Dust angel, dust angel, please take me away Don't wake me tomorrow... end this today #Horrorcore #HorrorcoreRap #UndergroundRap #DarkRap #HorrorHipHop #AddictionRap #MentalHealthRap #Esham #Gravediggaz #DevilishTrio #NightLovell #Killstation #OmenXIII #PCPRap #DepressionRap #Wicked #RawLyrics #Horrorcore2025 #DarkUnderground #DustAngel 💀 LEGAL NOTICE: All rights to this song and visual content are owned by Doc Grimm. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this work is strictly prohibited. If you wish to feature this song in a project, please contact me for licensing inquiries at docgrimm87@gmail.com ⚠️ Like, Comment & Subscribe if you feel this track! 🔔 Turn on notifications to catch the next release first!