Bored of It V2

Bored of It

uglystephan - Школа не нужна(speed up + reverb)

This set was built to capture the spirit of that one spot — The Alley. A little rough around the edges, always alive with energy, and never bound by rules. Mixing house and hip-hop, “The Alley” is raw, rebellious, and fuelled by freedom of expression. This recording from HHM's April 2025 archive is a soundtrack for those who live on their own terms.

DJ KauzLnd – “The Alley” (House / Hip-Hop Session April 2025)

You roll your eyes, call me insane,
But I see the cracks around your face.
You think you’re wise, you think you’re tough,
But age don’t lie — it shows enough.

Buy me or be a grandma in 9 months,
Keep pushing me and I’ll pull the stunt.
Buy me or be a grandma in 9 months,
Your crown is slipping, your time is done.

Your colleague stares, he’s kinda weird,
Maybe I’ll whisper what he wants to hear.
You play the boss, I play the knife,
I’ll cut your pride, I’ll steal your life.

Buy me or be a grandma in 9 months,
Keep pushing me and I’ll pull the stunt.
Buy me or be a grandma in 9 months,
Your crown is slipping, your time is done.

Tick-tock, mama, time’s on fire,
Every glance just feeds desire.
Tell me no, I’ll twist the knife,
Make your nightmare come alive.

Buy me or be a grandma in 9 months,
Keep pushing me and I’ll pull the stunt.
Buy me or be a grandma in 9 months,
Your crown is slipping, your time is done.
Buy me or be a grandma in 9 months…
Yeah, I’ll remind you that you’re done.

Buy me or be a grandma in 9 months

She’s always kind, she plays it nice,
Halo shining, sacrifice.
She gives her heart, she never lies,
But I see truth behind her eyes.

I feel so beautiful when I'm with my bestie
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Next to her I’m glowing, next to her I shine
She makes me look like heaven every single time

She’s always sweet, she takes the blame,
Perfect manners, perfect shame.
Everyone says she’s pure inside,
But ugly’s something you can’t hide.

I feel so beautiful when I'm with my bestie
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Next to her I’m glowing, next to her I shine
She makes me look like heaven every single time

Call it friendship, call it fate,
Angel face I love to hate.
Next to me she fades away,
I’m the sunshine, she’s the gray.

I feel so beautiful when I'm with my bestie
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Next to her I’m glowing, next to her I shine
She makes me look like heaven every single time

My bestie

She’s the queen of the hallway lights
Perfect makeup every Friday night
All the boys are begging for a kiss
All the girls are jealous of her bliss

But I’ve seen this movie end before
That crown won’t shine when you’re thirty-four

’Cause my mum is a fat cow now
With two screaming kids and a dog somehow
A husband she hates, a house she hates more
She was the prom queen, now she scrubs the floor
Yeah, you’re the queen today, but here’s the vow:
You’ll end up just like her — a fat cow now

Lip gloss, high heels in the gym
She thinks forever will belong to them
But I know the curse behind the smile
It only lasts for a little while

So when you brag about your reign
All I see is future pain

’Cause my mum is a fat cow now
With two screaming kids and a dog somehow
A husband she hates, a life gone sour
She was the prettiest girl, now she cries in the shower
Yeah, you’re the queen today, but here’s the vow:
You’ll end up just like her — a fat cow now

Enjoy your crown, enjoy your fame
Ten years later, no one knows your name
Perfect face turns into regret
Another prom queen you forget

My mum is a fat cow now
With two screaming kids and a dog somehow
Yeah, you’re the queen today, but here’s the vow:
You’ll end up just like her — a fat cow now

My mom, the Prom queen

Clarinets wail in "Klezmer Cat," a bold K-pop Klezmer track bursting with raw rebellious vibe. Neon streets hum as Klezmer soars, breaking cores in VR skies. "Zestify," the hook roars—we roar, burn the dark! Hearts ignite direct, defying skies with Gen Z spirits. Glitchy riffs build to prismatic breaks, AI vocals pulsing raw energy. This core cat surges rebels, no compromise in Hallyu tides. Stream "Klezmer Cat" on Spotify, download from https://catsserenade.bandcamp.com/track/klezmer-cat on Bandcamp, join #KlezmerCat #Zestify #NeonClarinets #HallyuRoar #GenZDefy #KlezmerRebel #CatSurge #StarlitRiffs #RebelCore #VirtualBurn 

Glow Sakura

Klezmer Cat

Salsa sparks fly in "Latin Whisker," a high-energy K-pop Latin track bursting with raw rebellion. Neon streets sway as Latin beats pulse futures, Hallyu vibes soaring in VR skies. "Ritmo," the Spanish hook blazes—we blaze, burn the dark! Hearts ignite direct, defying skies with Gen Z sparks. Glitchy salsa builds to prismatic breaks, AI vocals pulsing raw tides. This core whisker raises rebels, no rules in neon winds. Stream "Latin Whisker" on Spotify, download from https://catsserenade.bandcamp.com/track/latin-whisker on Bandcamp, join #LatinWhisker #Ritmo #SalsaSurge #HallyuBlaze #GenZDefy #LatinRebel #WhiskerBurn #NeonFates #RebelRaise #VirtualTides 

Latin Whisker

Hanbok sparks blaze in "Rebel Hanbok," a high-energy K-pop Latin track bursting with raw rebellion. Neon streets flare as Latin beats hum futures, Hallyu tides soaring in VR skies. "Slayza," the hook fights—we fight, burn the dark! Hearts ignite direct, defying skies with Gen Z sparks. Glitchy salsa builds to prismatic breaks, AI vocals pulsing raw might. This core hanbok raises rebels, no rules in neon winds. Stream "Rebel Hanbok" on Spotify, download from https://catsserenade.bandcamp.com/track/rebel-hanbok on Bandcamp, join #RebelHanbok #Slayza #NeonStreets #HallyuFight #GenZDefy #LatinRebel #HanbokBurn #StarlitFates #RebelRaise #VirtualTides 

Rebel Hanbok

Your woke commandments in my face,
But I saw you bent on the parking place.
Hands on your knees with a fascist smile,
Preach in the morning, crawl at night.

Yeah I’m insane, yeah I’m promiscuous,
Yeah I’m a liar, yeah I’m poisonous.
Yeah I’m manipulative, yeah I’m cruel,
Yeah I’m the bitch who rewrites the rules.
Yeah I’m disgusting, yeah I’m obscene,
Yeah I’m the nightmare you call a queen.

I’m a teen, free, full of energy,
Not yet locked in suburb jail misery.
Keep your rules, your chains, your shame,
I’m not your soldier, I don’t play your game.

Yeah I’m insane, yeah I’m promiscuous,
Yeah I’m a liar, yeah I’m poisonous.
Yeah I’m insulting, yeah I’m deranged,
Yeah I’m the monster you cannot change.
Yeah I’m manipulative, yeah I’m cruel,
Yeah I’m the bitch who rewrites the rules.

When you’re scared, you make up values,
Dress your fear in moral rules.
All your virtue’s just decay —
You make me pity you today.

Yeah I’m insane, yeah I’m promiscuous,
Yeah I’m a liar, yeah I’m poisonous.
Yeah I’m manipulative, yeah I’m cruel,
Yeah I’m the bitch who rewrites the rules.
Yeah I’m disgusting, yeah I’m obscene,
Yeah I’m your daughter and I’m seventeen.

Yeah I’m deranged

A trilogy of sarcasm, survival, and fire. From confrontation to camp defiance to quiet sovereignty — Complaint Department is my receipt for every stomp, glare, and passive-aggressive war waged at my door. Filed, stamped, and burned.i

Pelvic Thrust (Ain't In Vain)

Right to Fire

Didn't Ask For That

I scratched your name into my skin  
Just to show the state I’m in  
If you tell the truth, I’ll swear you lied  
And keep you locked inside my mind  

I found your secrets, read them out loud  
Spun a little story for the crowd  
Then I cried on cue, mascara smear  
Posted “pray for me,” they all drew near  

Cut you down, then I play sweet  
Ugly heart on a bubblegum beat  

I’m the real victim here (shut up, shut up)  
Bleed glitter tears  
If you hate me, I’ll make it worse  
Tattoo your name, then write my curse  
I’m the real victim here  
Even when I draw the knife  
If you’re still breathing, I’ll steal your life  
I’m the real victim, I’m the real victim here  

I waved at your dad in the parking lot  
Told your mom a story that she bought  
Made a scene, said you hit me first  
Practiced every line, rehearsed and rehearsed  

I ruin lives, then pout real cute  
That’s why the choir sings my abuse  

I’m the real victim here (shut up, shut up)  
Bleed glitter tears  
If I burn your house, I’ll cry in ash  
Say you made me light the match  
I’m the real victim here  
Even when I twist the knife  
I’ll post a selfie, caption “life”  
I’m the real victim, I’m the real victim here  

You don’t get to hate me, babe, it’s mine  
Your silence proves our love’s divine  
Every scar you wear, I’ll frame as art  
I’m the saint of every broken heart  

I’m the real victim here  
Every scream feeds my career  
If I choke you out, don’t disappear  
I’m the real victim, I’m the real victim here  

Whispered. Say you love me… or I’ll win… and it’s your fault.

I’m the real victim here

Mommy cries in the kitchen light
Blames the bills and the endless fight
But I know why Daddy’s gone away
He wanted love you never gave

I see the boys when I walk outside
Their windows down in the Friday night

Mama, maybe if you did what I do
In the supermarket parking lot too
Papa wouldn’t leave, he’d still be here
But you don’t know the tricks I’ve learned this year
Yeah, mama, it’s not about love at all
It’s lipstick stains on bathroom stalls

You bake cookies, you fold the clothes
I wear glitter and strike a pose
He wanted fire, not your Sunday grace
Mum, you're such a disgrace

When the headlights hit, I’m a star on show
Guess that’s something you’ll never know

Mama, maybe if you did what I do
In the supermarket parking lot too
Papa wouldn’t leave
Papa wouldn’t leave
Papa wouldn’t leave
, he’d still be here
But you don’t know the tricks I’ve learned this year
Yeah, mama, it’s not about love at all
It’s candy lips and bathroom stalls

Don’t blame him, don’t blame the fight
You lost him, mom, I did it right

Mama, maybe if you did what I do
In the supermarket parking lot too
Papa wouldn’t leave, he’d still be near
But you never played it like me, my dear

That’s why he’s gone, mom… and I’m still here.

Mama, maybe if you did what I do, Papa wouldn’t leave

Look at me now

On every screen, on every stage,
Your face is ugly, can’t turn the page.

Sébastien Lecornu speaks in vain,
Empty words repeat again.
Behind the desk, behind the plan,
We see the mask, not the man.

Your face is ugly, Sébastien,
No filter hides it, no master plan.
Your face is ugly, can’t you see?
Ugly truth on live TV.

Ugly, ugly, ugly

Paris watches, eyes grown tired,
Every promise backfired.
You wear the crown but not the grace,
All they remember is your face.

[Chorus]
Your face is ugly, Sébastien,
No filter hides it, no master plan.
Your face is ugly, can’t you see?
Ugly truth on live TV.

Ugly, ugly, ugly

It’s not the lines, it’s not the years,
It’s the hollow echo people hear.
No disguise can make it right,
Ugly power fades tonight.

Your face is ugly! (SO FUCKING UGLY)
Sébastien, ugly! (OMG HE'S FUCKING UGLY)
Your face is ugly! (I CAN'T WATCH THIS MESS)
Everyone sees, everyone sees!

Your face is ugly, Sébastien,
No filter hides it, no master plan.
Your face is ugly, can’t you see?
Ugly truth on live TV.
Your face is ugly, it won’t fade,
That’s the mark your reign has made.

Your face is ugly, Sébastien…
That’s the song they’ll sing when you’re gone.

Sébastien Lecornu, Your face is Ugly

A vibrant electro-pop beat fusing retro synth textures with energetic pop-rock rhythms. Inspired by the sonic landscapes of The 1975, and Paramore, this track pulses with uplifting melodies and modern edge, perfect for artists seeking a bold, dancefloor-ready vibe.

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