Berserker HAARPER
"Berserker" by HAARPER, released in 2023, is a #Metal track that explores themes of inner turmoil, rage, and the struggle for self-identity. The lyrics convey a sense of chaos and empowerment, reflecting the battle between vulnerability and aggression. Musically, it features heavy guitar riffs, aggressive drumming, and dynamic vocal delivery, creating an intense atmosphere. The song resonates with listeners facing personal demons, contributing to its cultural impact as an anthem for resilience and catharsis in the face of adversity.
[Verse 1]
Lost in my thoughts, I'ma make you drop
I cannot be be controlled, I will never fucking stop
No sleep for me, you can rest in peace
And piss, not bliss, time, throw a nigga whip
Get straight, too dead, with the lead in your head
Nobody making fits on red for my neck
Leaking, I'm creeping, on the deep end
Moving like a nigga, so grim with the reaping
Baby, no escaping, nigga, I got two up out the cage
If your fear's up in here, there its something you can hear
I'm looking like a ling with the ring of a king
Then I leave my enemies dead in the clear
Don't fucking speak to me, bitch I'm here
I'm doing my thing, so leave me be
I see through the trees and there's something in the leaves
I'm a ghetto monkey, so I'ma hit you with a beam
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Verse 2]
You've awakened the murderer in me
Psychopathy of a man so free
To do as he wishes, the mission be
The go take your fucking lids and make you see the pain
And feeling the fucking pain in my vision
Like Picasso, mix you with the compost
Tryna not to make a mess and dirty my top, cool
I am Ichi, the ripper, the venomous killer
Here to paint a picture
For, sit with the scriptures
Lost in my thoughts, I'ma make you drop
I cannot be be controlled, I will never fucking stop
No sleep for me, you can rest in peace
And piss, not bliss, time, throw a nigga whip
Get straight, too dead, with the lead in your head
Nobody making fits on red for my neck
Leaking, I'm creeping, on the deep end
Moving like a nigga, so grim with the reaping
Baby, no escaping, nigga, I got two up out the cage
If your fear's up in here, there its something you can hear
I'm looking like a ling with the ring of a king
Then I leave my enemies dead in the clear
Don't fucking speak to me, bitch I'm here
I'm doing my thing, so leave me be
I see through the trees and there's something in the leaves
I'm a ghetto monkey, so I'ma hit you with a beam
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Verse 2]
You've awakened the murderer in me
Psychopathy of a man so free
To do as he wishes, the mission be
The go take your fucking lids and make you see the pain
And feeling the fucking pain in my vision
Like Picasso, mix you with the compost
Tryna not to make a mess and dirty my top, cool
I am Ichi, the ripper, the venomous killer
Here to paint a picture
For, sit with the scriptures
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