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Shredded Thousands
Hip-Hop/Rap
Shredded Thousands was released on May 5, 2025 by Basileus Productions as a part of the album Shredded Thousands - Single
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Release DateMay 5, 2025
LabelBasileus Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mikie King
Mikie King
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael King
Michael King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mikie King
Mikie King
Producer

Lyrics

Disclaimer
I'm fucking brain dead
So
Do with that what you will
Yeah
I'm sick as viruses, vicious and violent
Twisting environments, my diction's a siren
King of this shit, this pen is a tyrant
So risky, defiant
I sit in stillness and silence
Brilliance inside this pitiful mind
I feel it subsiding
But villainous, my scripts expose the cracks in their silence
Peeling the veil, revealing trails they've masked with compliance
Fueled by defiance, every word's a clash with the giants
Breaking my mold, I hold my ground, surpassing reliance
Still I'm inclined to fight despite the grips of these sirens
Chasing horizons, building hope where cynics see violence
A flick of the writ ignites the spark, the vision's a guidance
Fueling the fire, watch it spread 'till systems are silent
Align science with art, I craft the spark with the stillness
Split the dark with a quill's twist, as sharp as a drill bit
Chilled fists, the cold grip of fates brittle brilliance
But root breaks stone, I flip the script for resilience, and I
And I
Watch it fall on 'em
Maybe as the sun rises, it'll dawn on 'em
Shadows stretch long on 'em
Truth ring loud like a gong on 'em
Catch the storm forming, thunder drop songs on 'em
Built a foundation, every stone drawn on 'em
Flooding through their walls 'till the calm's gone from 'em
Plant the seeds of change 'till the roots spawn on 'em
'Till that mother fuckin' forest fall on 'em, like
Yeah, who's the billionaire now, bitch
Eat the rich, season 'em with shredded thousands
Every capitalist with an inch of capital is
About to get bit, we're all down with the shits
Now watch as it shifts. Only then the poor can be freed
Watch the foundation as it's tore from the seams
I'll catch a body, blame it on inflation like they do with
Corporate greed, then call the morgue and pay 'em off for the feast
I said - who's the billionaire now, bitch
Eat the rich, season 'em with shredded thousands
Pay the cops, pay the courts pay 'till I win
Look, I feel like Luigi in this bitch
I got a squeegee in this bitch
I'm bout to clean up all the blood
And you won't see me in this bitch
The CEO of CEO killing
It's free to pull a clip
Got the right to bear arms until the claws point at them
Instead of three year-olds in preschool that nap after they sing
Kind of hard for them to learn when bullets make it hard to breathe
But kill a CEO and they call you a terrorist
Then I'm glad somebody gave them a sense of what terror is
I'm pouring kerosine on McClaren's
A daring scene when I flare it
You're hoarding wealth, it's probably
Embarrassing when you share it
Every child left dead left blood on your hands
And so I'm treating every dollar like you do with their flesh, okay
Who's the billionaire now, bitch
Eat the rich, season 'em with shredded thousands
Who's the billionaire now, bitch
Eat the rich, season 'em with shredded thousands
Written by: Michael King
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