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Flawed Creation
12
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Flawed Creation został wydany 10 kwietnia 2026 przez DESERTBOYS jako część albumu Flawed Creation - Single
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Data wydania10 kwietnia 2026
WytwórniaDESERTBOYS
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM104

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YCK
YCK
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
YCK
YCK
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YCK
YCK
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Life comes atcha' quick when you’re lounging around the casting couch
Human centipede of these rappers, they’re crawling ass to mouth
Bragged about your shows, but you drew unenthusiastic crowds
They stand around, then 10 minutes later, they say they have to bounce
How many shirts have been sold? How many words have been told?
When will you learn to be curt with merchants who are fervently bold?
Here to up the ante, that’s my modus operandi
Reached an uncanny valley, companies swoop in, approaching starved for land
We stole, but the paper means nothing, treatises torn
Forced to carry to term just to make the fetuses born
Cause we need soldiers to roll on over, can’t let em' get older
New battleships getting soldered and full of aircraft controllers
Now tell me, why would I put my reputation on the line when you’re disgraced?
Many with no insurance, no surprise when paying Florida rates
You’re so patriotic, hope the army is thriving
The only stars you received were the ones from your Uber driving
Round up dissidents, it’s not coincidence
There’s no innocence, collective dissonance
Vexed this human race, the lights aren’t on, we’re floating
Though we all will face what lies beyond, I know that
You didn’t think to stop when the legions pleaded for their liberation
Fates interlaced and locked in the fabric of a cruel and flawed creation
Fuck a yacht when I’m up like NVIDIA stock
But out in Fresno, you know how it is, this city is chalked
Hypocritical videos with the shittiest cops
And they should go on back to Twitter where these idiots talk
How many rappers you know that had ended up with a Bachelor’s?
Congress so geriatric, it’s like they’re pissing through catheters
Appeal to the masses despite disputing the sacrament
Got me scratching my head, like, were they elected on accident?
Refuse to be the laughingstock, so are we gonna dance or not?
"How much do I charge a verse?" is a question I get asked a lot
It’s not about the money, I mainly consider quality
And what’s the fucking point though if I’m not giving it all of me?
Surrounded by these snakes who got a knack for charming cobras
You won’t last in this game and bitch you had oughta be starting over
It’s convenient to vouch when you got a payola budget
They signing no-talent flops and it seems that they sold a bucket
Round up dissidents, it’s not coincidence
There’s no innocence, collective dissonance
Vexed this human race, the lights aren’t on, we’re floating
Though we all will face what lies beyond, I know that
You didn’t think to stop when the legions pleaded for their liberation
Fates interlaced and locked in the fabric of a cruel and flawed creation
Written by: YCK
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