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Hip Hop & Rap

Had to get those internet weirdos off my chest. Holy shit. 

Lyrics:
Holy shit boys
Look at this guy...
Gigachads deformed twin
UK basement goblin
fucked up teeth and retard grin
Let's smoke some fags...

Ten tabs open, stalking IG's live
Inbred fingers flyin, sexually deprived
Fat black incel, belly hangin to the floor
Soft dick energy and attention whore
Doxxin' addresses, sendin' fake CPS
Mindgame amateur, your life's a fuckin' mess
14 year old jokes? Hope you catch a fade
PDF creep gettin bodied fetchin' nades
Kindergarden manipulator, cry when you get banned
Then make twenty alts with your greasy little hands
Ain't tough, you're a joke, a laughin' stock
Hope i catch you IRL, body you until you drop

Fuck em up!
Rats that rise, get put down!
Groomer kings done, losin' their crown!
Ski mask season, opps gettin' drilled!
Heads gonna pop, brain's gettin spilled!
No face no case, ya know what i'm sayin
But your fuckin' grave still gettin filled
Fuck em up!

Drills on drills that's the daily bread
One in the chest one in the head
Talkin tough? Now you fuckin' dead

Time for change - balaclava bars
Shank these freaks, brain damage permanent scars
Leak her family then cry "it was bait"
Fuck off mate, You fuckin dee-generate
You'll just parasites, attention beggars
Life long virgins, never seen some vadgers
Harass than ban evade, no care for the harm
Revenge's on it's way, steady 'n' calm
Mass flag heroes, but touchin' kids
You life's ending in a cage, quit
No grass touched, no pussy either
Just a bunch of bollocks
Die 'n' rot, all i see is tickin' clocks

Fuck em up!
Rats that rise, get put down!
Groomer kings done, losin' their crown!
Ski mask season, opps gettin' drilled!
Heads gonna pop, brain's gettin spilled!
No face no case, ya know what i'm sayin
But your fuckin' grave still gettin filled
Fuck em up!

Drills on drills that's the daily bread
One in the chest one in the head
Talkin tough? Now you fuckin' dead

You're enforcin' nothin you mute cunts
Get rekked...

Fuck em up!
Rats that rise, get put down!
Groomer kings done, losin' their crown!
Ski mask season, opps gettin' drilled!
Heads gonna pop, brain's gettin spilled!
No face no case, ya know what i'm sayin
But your fuckin' grave still gettin filled
Fuck em up!

Drills on drills that's the daily bread
One in the chest one in the head
Talkin tough? Now you fuckin' dead
Dead.

Fuck Em Up

Frauds

For all the bots out there.... get rekked.

[Refrain]
Block! Block! Block! - ya bitch ass gettin' drop dropped
Block! Block! Block!- fake ass love get pop popped
Those real plays ain't it - keep em - eat shit
Suck my motherfuckin' dick i make it fuckin' fit fit
Block! Block! Block! - ya relentless parasites rot rot
Block! Block! Block! - i fuck you up with every shot shot
You greedy retarded cunts think ya clever clever!

Block Block - bitches burn in hell forever ever!

[Verse]
Fuck yeah, new follow, fire beat bro
Yeah, yeah, sure sure, kiss my ass!
Two lines later you beggin' for cash
Faster than the motherfuckin' flash!
Looks like a retard finger-painted with his cock
Nah bro you can't paint keep that dogshit slop!

[Verse]
Next retard "Lyric video just 20 bucks" - same ass template
Are all the morons here, talentless fuckin' brainless apes?
Then the king arrives, real listeners bro organic
Ten K bots from bangladesh, desperate mongoloid in panic!
Bitch yo got a hard time payin' rent, go watch cartoons
I swear this platform's full of leeches 'n' dead ass goons!

[Hook]
DELETE! DELETE! - you fuckin leeches!
DELETE! DELETE! - suck my meaty meat!
DELETE! DELETE! - scram scam bitch!
DELETE! DELETE! - eat shit! eat shit! eat shit!
DELETE! DELETE! - stop to fuckin breeth!
DELETE! DELETE! - overdose on speed!
DELETE! DELETE! - Bitch you ain't me!
DELETE! DELETE! - i drop you guaranteed!

[Post-Hook]
RAAAAAH! POW! POW! POW!
RAAAAH! POW! POW! POW!

[Verse]
Holt on... slow - lemme read this bullshit
Colab opportunity - translation: pay my rent real quick!
Fifty for a Verse soundin' like Ai gettin' strangled
Shit cracks me up, did you hate your puberty? 
Were you mangled?

[Verse]
Playlist plugs, couple thousand bots and 5 retarded cunts!
Curated by a special-ed kiddo that want's my fuckin funds!
Slop bots commenting fire fire, shit slaps, hits!
From sexygirl69_real with fo sure no tits!
You think you sharks, you think you smellin blood 
Fuck off, ok? 
Stop targeting the poor you bottom feedin' ghouls!

[Hook]
DELETE! DELETE! - you fuckin leeches!
DELETE! DELETE! - suck my meaty meat!
DELETE! DELETE! - scram scam bitch!
DELETE! DELETE! - eat shit! eat shit! eat shit!
DELETE! DELETE! - stop to fuckin breeth!
DELETE! DELETE! - overdose on speed!
DELETE! DELETE! - Bitch you ain't me!
DELETE! DELETE! - i drop you guaranteed!

[Post-Hook]
RAAAAAH! POW! POW! POW!
RAAAAH! POW! POW! POW!

[Bridge: Spoken Word]
"You fuckin' lucky this ain't the streets."
"I'd thunderdome your asses."
"Put you down like the dogs you are."
"Fuck all y'all."

[Post-Hook]
RAAAAAH! POW! POW! POW!
RAAAAH! POW! POW! POW!

[Outro]
Next message... 
DELETE!

Bots Bots Bots

[Verse]
So you think i'm rated ten,
A lil grip, squeeze and i'm unlocked
You pull the leash and i purr on command
Ride shotgun and call ya daddy
That i surrender, you slide right in(mhmm… bad idea)

[Verse]
You're an N-P-C, honey
Zero rizz, Zero pull, Zero overall
You're not a slice of heaven
Boy you're not a baddy
six seven in the clouds
five nine on the ground 
(short king activities)  

[Verse]
Scram, leave my orbit
I don't know you,
Got no mutuals or friends
I don't date peeps
That got zero receipts
But still...
You're lowkey ate (so damn bad)

[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes kinda empty (look at me)
Lips full of lies (kiss me anyway)
You're aura's bad
Lackin swagger
But there's something about you... (fuck)

[Drop]
[Chorus]
You fiend... (yeah you do)
for what you can't have...
Dragon... blood... in diamond... skin... (touch it)
It's all... 'bout the burn...
Don't care... for the scars...
You'd still double tap.... (tap that)
double tap
... you're lowkey... ate... (ate!)

[Post-Chorus]
Ate Ate
You're lowkey ... ate
You're lowkey

[Instrumental Interlude]
Ta ta'ta try!
ta'ta try! Try!  

[Verse]
Hold on a minute
Let's just say
Purely hypothetical
That let's say later
We split an uber
Head the same way
Let you get handsy in the back
location off, just us
Lemme know
You gonna crash or level up?
Damn boy (hands already on me)

[Chorus]
You fiend...
for what you can't have...
Dragon... blood... in diamond... skin...
It's all... 'bout the burn...
Don't care... for the scars...
You'd still double tap....
double tap
... you're lowkey... ate...

[Post-Chorus]
Ate Ate
You're lowkey... ate
You're lowkey...

[Instrumental Interlude]
Ta ta'ta try!
Ta'ta try! Try!  

[Bridge]
You cracked me, (finally)
Got my attention
The way you moan my name (say it again)
Like my hidden cheat code
Your laserlike focus
The way you glaze me,
I'm almost...
Just almost... (don’t stop)
Ready to drop being toxic
Drop acting like it phased me.
Damn you’re so annoyingly hot.... (ugh, come here)  

[Chorus]
You fiend...
for what you can't have...
Dragon... blood... in diamond... skin...
It's all... 'bout the burn...
Don't care... for the scars...
You'd still double tap.... (tap tap tap!)
double tap
... you're lowkey... ate... (so ate!)  

[Post-Chorus]
Ate
Ate
You're lowkey... ate
You're lowkey ... ate

Ta ta'ta ta'ta'tap (mwah)  

[Outro]
Maybe next time... 
(or right now) (lies)

Lowkey Ate

[Intro]
Mmm, yeah… girls...listen.
Time to have a lil' fun tonight…  
Get them heels, get that bag...
We out!

[Verse]
Group chat live-lee, blowin up
"We in route, no catchin zeee's"
We rollin in, 5 cars deep
My girl army comin' with da fleet

[Verse]
Pullin’ up in my '68 chevy nova, 
Paint drippin' pink like candy
Teslas breakin' necks!
That stare, ooh that envy
Watch em pullin' ova tryna stand me. 
We gucci, all thick, 
All paid, all bad (we bad.. trust)
Trés chique, my clique
Nails long, Hair laid
Bitch you better swole, a'ight?

[Pre-Chorus]
What you lookin at?
Nah, boy, we a crew, tables we don't do
We V-I-P!

We only role in sections!

[Chorus]
Action! Action!
That's what we here for!
Got that vibe, got that Club on lock (non-stop!)
We here for the ride
That pop! pop! pop! (non-stop!)
We here for the 
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
For that
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Shut up! Pull up!
Show me that...
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Come on boy
Keep up!

[Instrumental Hook]
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co

[Verse]
There's my toy in the cut
Sippin' Jacky, playin' it cool
Can feel his gaze wander down my back
Yeah tyga, i'm fine,
Undeniably unresistable
Oooh i'm a snack!

[Verse]
So we dance (we do)
We dance a lil' dirty
Hips clash, rules drop
Clique's watchin, poppin' off

That snack's mine...

[Chorus]
Action! Action!
That's what we here for!
Got that vibe, got that Club on lock (non-stop!)
We here for the ride
That pop! pop! pop! (non-stop!)
We here for the 
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
For that
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Shut up! Pull up!
Show me that...
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Come on boy
Keep up!

[Instrumental Hook]
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co

[Bridge]
Turn it up! (Turn it up!)
A lil’ louder!
Make that booty bounce!
Booty bounce!
Booty bounce!
(Shake it - harder!)
We ballin’! (Yeah we are)
We on top! (Up! Up!)  

[Chorus]
Action! Action!
That's what we here for!
Got that vibe, got that Club on lock (non-stop!)
We here for the ride
That pop! pop! pop! (non-stop!)
We here for the 
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
For that
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Shut up! Pull up!
Show me that...
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Come on boy
Keep up!

[Instrumental Hook]
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co

[Outro]
Co'Co'Co'Co'Co...
We be bad bitches...
Yeah we be...

Action

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I found writing lyrics a new outlet for my creativity. As such, you all will have to suffer through the thoughts that go through my brain. Travel safe.

While i'm responsible for the lyrics and the general end result, i should emphasize that the actual sound is created with generative AI. I chose the sound, the voice, the genre and delivery and the general guidance of song structure and instrumentation. Build Ups, Instrumental breaks, Drops etc. are all placed by me and given input as best as the AI can handle it. With more granular tools and a better control over the generated audio my personal input will grow as well.

Frauds

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