album cover
PACMAN
Hip-Hop/Rap
PACMAN was released on October 31, 2025 by Lost Boy Records as a part of the album MALLBOYZモールボーイズ - EP
album cover
Release DateOctober 31, 2025
LabelLost Boy Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Edward Dippnall
Thomas Edward Dippnall
Vocals
Marat Parashchenko
Marat Parashchenko
Vocals
Erick Matos
Erick Matos
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Edward Dippnall
Thomas Edward Dippnall
Songwriter
Addison Kennedy
Addison Kennedy
Songwriter
Marat Parashchenko
Marat Parashchenko
Songwriter
Erick Matos
Erick Matos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Edward Dippnall
Thomas Edward Dippnall
Mastering Engineer
Addison Kennedy
Addison Kennedy
Producer

Lyrics

Mallboyz
Yo, I'm assuming you're sleeping
Wake the fuck up! It's 2020
And the fact that you're fucking sleeping right now
Means that there's other people out here getting this bread
And by the time you wake the fuck up
You're gonna have the end slice left
That's why, all that's gonna be left
The only piece of bread you're gonna get is the end slice
The part that nobody wants, so wake the fuck up
And get this bread, it's a new decade Cuz
Eating em up like I'm Pacman
Knight of the night, call me Batman
Fucking her up I'm a savage
Counting the stars I see seven
Girl you're so rare you're a blessing
Life's gonna teach me a lesson
My fear of loss is so massive
Wait till I lose her it's gonna hurt
One in a million, just one at earth
Mechanical vision, mechanical body
So sad that nobody will ever see
What's behind my mask, what's the real me
What's the real me
Skrt (Mallboyz)
Lyrics so biblical that God should hire me
Dippers original I am proprietary
Dippers so handsome these women admire me
Mithering me for a kiss or chat
They must have forgot I'm addicted to racks
I got a queen and I never looked back
She came with the cream like a cake on a rack
I pull out a mill like a Prince from Iraq
Dippers, I revel in my malevolence
You want evidence of my evil elegance
Use my music for remembrance
Give your reference with some reverence
Nevertheless we sever limbs without a severance
Never spared a second, my energy's like an element
I feel like a hellion, an alien, John Bellion
The belly of a beast you're in the presence
Of a melon with a microphone I'm telling them
The truth but I am running out of patience
I'm on the rap train moving station to station (yah)
Put the stimmies in my veins, without a filtration
I'm shaking from the caffeination but still blazing
We're starting a new emo nation, raising
All the motherfucking levels, we outer spacing (yah)
Eating em up like I'm Pacman
Knight of the night, call me Batman
Fucking her up I'm a savage
Counting the stars I see seven
Eating em up like I'm Pacman
Knight of the night, call me Batman
Fucking her up I'm a savage
Counting the stars I see seven
Yung Tat need to blow, fuck a hoe
Clique got me feeling like shit, woah
Eating that pussy so fresh, got a reflex
Need to go rest, got a light show
Meds on me like a drug dealer
I don't give a fuck, screaming like I'm Godzilla
I'mma go thrilla, I'mma go killa
When you see me at the show u say"Finna" (skr)
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now let the shit drop right down on my face
I'm eating more pills like I'm Pacman
I'm punking your face like I'm Batman hoe
Pick it and choose, sit here and lose
Now you gotta pa pa pa, pick your shoes
Dippers gon' lose, Tat gon' lose
Hell Tat Dipp, Mallboyz in your zone
Written by: Addison Kennedy, Erick Matos, Marat Parashchenko, Thomas Edward Dippnall
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...