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BANG (Intro)
Hip-Hop/Rap
BANG (Intro) was released on July 4, 2025 by Tyler Ruotolo as a part of the album Take Notes
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Release DateJuly 4, 2025
LabelTyler Ruotolo
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Ruotolo
Tyler Ruotolo
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Ruotolo
Tyler Ruotolo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Ruotolo
Tyler Ruotolo
Producer

Lyrics

I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
Pistol poppin’ like I’m fuckin’ Robin
Pissed, I’ll call the cops when
Stuck and out of options
Nah, that’s a joke, I’m bloody coughin’
It’s got me dead
Shit rots my head
Like where my thoughts led
Me when I made this mess
Bleeding, heart racing, yes
But I’m not fading yet
Fuck your patience
Dock the ship, my fate is yet
To be accomplished
I can take this threat
And I’ll face the next
Until I’m fuckin’ dead
And all out of breath
I’ll fall out of bed
Cause I’m fighting death
Every night I rest
Heart is in my chest
Beating faster, yet
I can’t catch my breath
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
From my heart I spit
These dark thoughts I rip
From my head, bark this shit
Like a dog, I bite harder than a block of ice
Frostbite cause I’m strong, a vice
Grip on your ears, you’re fightin’ Mike
Get in the ring, keep talkin’, right
You’ll never ever spit better on the mic
You keep squakin’ like
Some cocks startin’ fights
Flock to cause a slight
Trend of cancelling fuckers
All for standing for something
Or saying shit when they were younger
Like your brother calling you a slut or
Sayin’ fuck to your mother
Mother fucker, suck a dick, you can suffer
For all the blunders you stirred up
Or the thunder that you mustered
That shit’s behind me I want the stuff from
You to be on the cover of a weekly issue
If you talk cheap and weak, then we diss you
Shit’s too hypocritical for me to sit through
And its too literal for me to get through
Your thick skull, it’s too dull
Chainsaw, guess we need to amputate
Die motherfucker, you can’t be late
I won’t suffer if you seal your fate
If you go under, peace can now be made
We somehow are safe in this drowning state
But I will survive without you on my side
Like I said, die bitch, this is my goodbye
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like this before
I’ve never heard a song like
Peace can now be made
Die bitch, this is my goodbye
Peace can now be made
Die bitch, this is my goodbye
Die mother fucker, die mother fucker
Die bitch, this is my goodbye
Yeah, okay, I might be a spitter
If you like it, don’t be thinkin’ that I should quit or
That I’ll fall in a pit or that I’ll stall and miss
Bitch, I put my mother fuckin’ all in this
You’re pissed that I have the spite to diss
Said you never picked a fight, but shit, you did
Hit me with some bullshit to fish me
Into another battle just to get beat
I said because you never rest
To come at me, that means
I’m greenlit to unleash these
Pieces of each receipt
To delete all the evil deeds
That you did to me
And please, don’t be all whiney, sheesh
At least have the balls to respond to me
Don’t fall on the wall when you ponder each
Of these words, dawg, you followin’? Shit
I think you might’ve lost a bet
On my list, but I haven’t crossed it yet
Toss the set, let me get my roster checked
I got a lot of tracks to produce the next
Four records that I might select
Swipe to next, too many fights, I connect
To get fed a lot of drugs and get depressed
Internet, where all your dreams are dead
Written by: Tyler Ruotolo
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