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THE NAUGHT

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THE NAUGHT was released on August 12, 2025 by Psychopathic as a part of the album The Naught

Song Details

AlbumThe Naught

Release DateAugust 12, 2025

LabelPsychopathic

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM81

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Insane Clown Posse

Insane Clown Posse

Performer

Joseph Bruce, Joseph Utsler

Joseph Bruce, Joseph Utsler

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Joseph Bruce, Joseph Utsler

Joseph Bruce, Joseph Utsler

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

ShaggyTheAirhead

ShaggyTheAirhead

Producer

Howard Willing

Mixing Engineer

Brian Kage

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Fuck what you're telling me

Fuck what you're telling me

Fuck what you're telling me

Fuck what you're telling me

[Verse 1]

One day, an unexpected pain in your chest

After that, there's no rest, nope, nothing

There's no air to exhale

Just know the shit ain't fresh or stale, it's nothing

You can try to scream if you want

But you don't get the meaning of The Naught, it's nothing

There's no colors in the sky or on the ground

You don't see shit when you look around, nothing

You can't see your hands in your face

'Cause you ain't got neither, you ain't any place, you're nothing

I don't think you fathom what I'm saying

He don't even hear all that praying, coming from nothing

You ain't either loved or hated

Everything you were disintegrated down to nothing

You don't even leave memories

Any legacy left behind you all means nothing

[Chorus]

So wrong it's right, a soul without a life

So dark is death after your final breath

No faith, no rest, when there's nothing left

At all, at all (The Naught)

So wrong it's right, a soul without a life

So dark is death after your final breath

No faith, no rest, when there's nothing left

At all, at all (The Naught)

[Verse 2]

I don't give a fuck if you've done it all or been everywhere

Now you was never there, so who the fuck cares? You're nothing

You might think you can bask in your past

But the only thing you bask in is ass, nothing

Everything you did and you learned and you saw

None of it means anything at all, you're nothing

The cars and the money that you fucked with

Unborn, that's what you shoulda stuck with, nothing

You never had kids or a wife or a life

All that bullshit's been wiped off, nothing

Maybe that sounds relaxing

But not when you don't amount to a fraction, to nothing

Fuck your street cred and your bloodshed

And fuck you, dude, 'cause it all led to nothing

This the easiest song I ever wrote

What's it matter if you was the GOAT when you nothing?

[Chorus]

So wrong it's right, a soul without a life

So dark is death after your final breath

No faith, no rest, when there's nothing left

At all, at all (The Naught)

So wrong it's right, a soul without a life

So dark is death after your final breath

No faith, no rest, when there's nothing left

At all, at all (The Naught)

[Verse 3]

A motherfucking piece of shit stuck on a stick

Has everything next to a totally irrelevant nothing

You'd rather be a grain of sand

Or a speck of dirt on some endless land, but you're nothing

Don't nobody care you existed

'Cause we missed it, all that shit's just nothing

You don't even matter to you

Your daddy's dick never even splattered its goo, nope, nothing

Everything you did in your past

All that shit vanished just that fast into nothing

Now it's like you never even did it

As far as you know, you didn't 'cause it isn't nothing

You was never here to begin with

And why the fuck would you care when it ends with nothing?

Gone, everything about you

You don't fucking matter when all you amount to is nothing

[Chorus]

So wrong it's right, a soul without a life

So dark is death after your final breath

No faith, no rest, when there's nothing left

At all, at all (The Naught)

So wrong it's right, a soul without a life

So dark is death after your final breath

No faith, no rest, when there's nothing left

At all, at all (The Naught)

So wrong it's right, a soul without a life

So dark is death after your final breath

No faith, no rest, when there's nothing left

At all, at all (The Naught)

So wrong it's right, a soul without a life

So dark is death after your final breath

No faith, no rest, when there's nothing left

At all, at all (The Naught)

Written by: Joseph Bruce, Joseph Utsler

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