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Hip-Hop/Rap
Exactly was released on November 25, 2025 by URF Tone, Inc. as a part of the album ART OFFICIAL
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Release DateNovember 25, 2025
LabelURF Tone, Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
URF Tone
URF Tone
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ila Parvaz
Ila Parvaz
Songwriter
Nicholas Demps
Nicholas Demps
Songwriter
Aaron Haisen
Aaron Haisen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
URF Tone
URF Tone
Producer
Cheat Code
Cheat Code
Producer

Lyrics

It's like, URF Tone got the Cheat Code
And 1, count the bucket and the free throw
From the era where you had to have unique flow
And you didn't seek approval from the weak, yo... (that shit is weak, yo)
Word is Bond, authentic till I'm dead and gone
Nowadays, rap is like a broad that led you on
Empty promises, like calories in kettle corn
But the empty promises is what you settle for
Raise the bar, exactly
Matter fact we, never run lines like runners at a track meet
Only run lines on breaks and boom-bap beats
Most MC's, nowadays, should take the backseat
Exactly
Subtract the wheat from the chaff and, most of all, the tacky
Over-the-top rapper that simply lacks the
Skill to put the pen to the pad, and make the facts meet
Exactly
If you ask me, 90 percent of these rap cats is trash, B
I step on stage and I casually
Wreck the mic, and turn MC's into casualties
And I can spit these bars for exactly
Forever and a day, if Ila don't wanna back me
But the fact we
United, If I decided to fall back, he right there to catch me- exactly
We have assessed the lanes
And choosin' not a one of them upsets the lames
They livin' in the matrix, so unless we came
The same as them other guys, we don't float their boat like a butterfly
But these bees sting, on the microphone beasting
Like King Kong, we don't sing song, we more Sing Sing
All bars and punchlines for ya mind, bing bing
Ain't no w(h)inin' on these joints, what's my name, Risling? Nah
We come to give you that old feelin'
Backyard full of red cups and rolled Phillies
Ain't a bowl-o' chilli, unleaded nor diesel
That'll get 'em more gassed, all the while we Cold Chillin'
You know the vibe, and if not, then ask a friend
That spring in ya neck, now, is no accident
Your action's led by the track and the funk flow
From yours truly, exactamundo- we gotchu
Written by: Aaron Haisen, Ila Parvaz, Nicholas Demps
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