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This AI Thing
Alternative Rap
This AI Thing was released on June 6, 2024 by VREXIRA Media Group as a part of the album Disconnected - EP
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Release DateJune 6, 2024
LabelVREXIRA Media Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
VREXIRA
VREXIRA
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hera Lynn Snotra
Hera Lynn Snotra
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Våldsam Zane
Våldsam Zane
Producer

Lyrics

(Yea, I heard you cannot sing)
(I-I-I heard you cannot sing)
(Only using this AI thing)
(Yea, I heard you cannot sing)
(I-I-I heard you cannot sing)
(Only using this AI thing)
Alright, they talk but the facts don't match
Claiming my pen is controlled by a patch
Binary ghosts in my flow? That's a stretch
Every bar that I code is direct from the flesh
No label advance, and no studio glam
Still, I dismantle your whole program
No plugins to fix what you lack in your core
You chase algorithms, I master the score
(Yea, I heard you cannot sing)
(I-I-I heard you cannot sing)
(Only using this AI thing)
Line for line, I let the truth ignite
No disguise, this is real, raw might
Masked or not, my own skills shine
There is no AI, just bars divine
Line for line, every word designed
Pure precision, no script assigned
Masked or not, my own skills shine
There is no AI, just bars divine
They copy the trends, but never the weight
I architect sounds, they renovate fakes
No budget, no hype, just hunger and grind
Yet somehow, my tracks leave 'em stuck in rewind
They label the greats as machines with a script
But metal and wires don't give you this grit
You mimic the wave, but drown in the deep
While I shape the tide with the words that I speak
No label, no booth, just me and my guy
With a Trust GX mic, touching the sky
Just Fruity Loops, and no fancy gear
Mouse and keyboard, still crisp and clear
First albums ran through Mixea's chain
But last one, hand-made, no AI to blame
So what's your excuse? Still stuck in the grind?
Can't blame the tools when you're trailing behind
(Yea, I heard you cannot sing)
(I-I-I heard you cannot sing)
(Only using this AI thing)
Scorching, the mic, like a furnace, I'm burning
Distortion, in verses, contort 'em, and turn it
The force of, my wording, is torching, your circuits
Your format, is worthless, abort it, get murdered
I'm surgical, verbal, I circle, like vultures
Immersing, in curses, dispersing, with cultures
I burden, the burdens, resurface, the dirt with
A perfect, resurgence, submerging, you nervous
(Yea, I heard you cannot sing)
(I-I-I heard you cannot sing)
(Only using this AI thing)
(Yea, I heard you cannot sing)
(I-I-I heard you cannot sing)
(Only using this AI thing)
(Yea, I heard you cannot sing)
(I-I-I heard you cannot sing)
(Only using this AI thing)
Written by: Hera Lynn Snotra
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