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

Kampfmusik

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

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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.

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