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A dark, brooding boom-bap foundation anchors the track at 80 BPM, driven by a heavy, resonant 808 kick and a snappy, slightly reverbed snare. Sparse, intricate hi-hat patterns provide a subtle, restless energy. A low, distorted synth bassline pulsates with a menacing rhythm throughout the verses, hinting at suppressed tension. For melodic elements, think grimy, chopped soul samples layered with a melancholic, slightly detuned synth pad, creating a hazy, almost mournful backdrop.


# Powder Burn 
Yeah, walked in, air thick, heavy with the words we threw
Still hear the echo, 'bout the things we both went through
Eyes meet, ain't no kindness, just a mirror of the scorn
Two gladiators in a silence, till the next fight's born
Remember how you slammed that door? My chest felt like it cracked
But then I saw that flicker, somethin' you held back
That fire behind the fury, knowin' what's comin' next
The calm before the thunder, the prelude to the sex

[Chorus]
Powder Burn, yeah, we ignite the after-storm
Bodies crashin', makin' up for every verbal scorn
Lost in the friction, where the anger starts to fade
This ain't just love, it's the beautiful mess we made
Every touch a promise, every kiss a ceasefire's breath
From bitter words to ecstasy, we flirt with sweet, sweet death

[Verse 2]
Fingers trace the fault lines, where the argument had bled
Whispers in the dark now, the unspoken things we said
That cold shoulder shiver, turns to tremble in my grip
Every angry word forgotten, on the journey of your lip
Pull you closer, feel the rhythm, heartbeat against mine
All that rage a memory, just a beautiful design
The way you claw my back now, like you're tryin' to erase
All the doubt, all the distance, in this sacred, savage space

[Chorus]
Powder Burn, yeah, we ignite the after-storm
Bodies crashin', makin' up for every verbal scorn
Lost in the friction, where the anger starts to fade
This ain't just love, it's the beautiful mess we made
Every touch a promise, every kiss a ceasefire's breath
From bitter words to ecstasy, we flirt with sweet, sweet death

[Bridge]
And in the aftermath, when the quiet starts to creep
We lay entwined, the secrets that our tired bodies keep
See the trust in your eyes, though the fire's still a spark
Guess this twisted love of ours, it thrives best in the dark
Yeah, we fight dirty, baby, push each other to the brink
But this right here, this connection, it makes me stop and think

[Chorus]
Powder Burn, yeah, we ignite the after-storm
Bodies crashin', makin' up for every verbal scorn
Lost in the friction, where the anger starts to fade
This ain't just love, it's the beautiful mess we made
Every touch a promise, every kiss a ceasefire's breath
From bitter words to ecstasy, we flirt with sweet, sweet death

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## Generation Parameters
- **Genre**: modern west coast english rap
- **Language**: English
- **Structure**: Verse-Chorus-Bridge
- **Key**: C-Major
- **BPM**: 80
- **Lyrical Theme**: makeup sex
- **Sentiment Anger**: 28
- **Sentiment Sadness**: 29
- **Sentiment Joy**: 63
- **Creativity**: 67

Powder Burn (2025)

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(Cássio Corrêa)

Toda vez que paro para atravessar a rua,
vem um desespero forte
e canto uma canção tua, Belchior

Toda vez que se livra de trás do prédio a lua,
vem uma melancolia
e canto uma canção tua, Belchior

Quando eu era mais novo, moço,
o sol fazia sangrar meu nariz
Tanto sol, tanto sangue
Tudo isso e todos nós
 
Tem vez até que posso ficar feliz:
e imito a tua voz
Tem vez até que posso ficar feliz:
te imito, Belchior

Cada canção que fiz, 
fiz com você, Belchior

O limite entre imitação e inspiração 
não sei onde é que está...

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Produzido por BRAZA
Gravado por Pedro Garcia durante Outubro e Novembro de 2015 no estúdio Cantos do Trilho, Santa Teresa, Rio de Janeiro.
Mixado por Mario Caldato Jr no estúdio MCJ Sound, Los Angeles, California.
Masterizado por Chris Hanzsek no estúdio Hanzsek Audio, Snohomish, Washington.
Pedro Lobo – Baixo
DJ Negralha – Scratchies
Composição, letra e arranjos por BRAZA.
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