Neon signs on cemetery gates
Phonk gods ride out — nobody hesitates
Cassette ghost melodies, reverb in the ground
Everything I make comes from that underground sound
Memphis in the 90s lives inside my chest
Sampled every sunrise, every restless west
Drifters in the midnight, phonk never sleeps
Neon cemetery — that's where my culture keeps
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