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Abrasive
Hip-Hop/Rap
Abrasive was released on October 13, 2025 by The Brothers Vice as a part of the album The Pit of Snakes EP
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Release DateOctober 13, 2025
LabelThe Brothers Vice
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dally Vice
Dally Vice
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dillon Ritchie
Dillon Ritchie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dally Vice
Dally Vice
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Go on
You can worship lords
I will worship the king
That you can choose to ignore
Go on
Get in line at the wall
Get the blinders on your face
United we fall!
You fancy mob rule? Or you fond of the tyrants?
Oligarchy perhaps? Eh, hem. Corona virus
In the land of the free, we can't seem decide if
We know who we are yet. Can some traditions maybe guide us?
I know that I get angry when I see these hurt kids
But lately we can't agree on what hurt really is
It's the guns, it's the books, it's the poor mental health
Just for fun let's go look at what our culture does well
It's the shooters and creeps, they belong in a cell
But if police won't protect us, can you handle yourself?
Defend a stranger in distress, you're gonna wind up in jail
The politicians do not like you, and the judges are for sale
Go on
You can worship lords
I will worship the king
That you can choose to ignore
Go on
Get in line at the wall
Get the blinders on your face
United we fall!
Anti-humans, nihilists, they've got an edgy position!
Torchin' flags cause they're scared to face their shitty decisions
Losin' hope everyday, so why should you get a mission to fight for?
If they left too soon, they think nobody would miss 'em
Shots fired, who got hit? They get a kid or the prez?
They just see anthropoids, so they don't mind if you're dead
Buncha blood suckers, wonder would they offer a friend
On the sacrificial slab? They've been playin' pretend!
Let's just get you to bed, a padded room with no door
I'm judgmental? Oh, that's rich. That shit don't hurt no more!
Not since I broke down my views, and you ripped out my core!
You don't debate in good faith. I won't validate a cyborg
That looks a man in the balls, and calls him she to his face!
Foul mouth, but you got pussy lips and that's a fuckin' disgrace!
Let me say it plain, I don't take moral cues from fakes!
Hawk-tuah your buddies at plastic pools and parades
Go on
You can worship lords
I will worship the king
That you can choose to ignore
Go on
Get in line at the wall
Get the blinders on your face
United we fall!
So abrasive, I've been workin' on my language, fuck
You don't gotta be brave to say that lately its been tough
Y'all are insane, deranged, and you try to force love
I just feel like it's basic, back off, enough is enough!
You say that you're Gods, and we know that's a lie
Throw a tantrum, life is hard. Too bad, I gotta spine
You claim I'm too harsh, that it's not affecting my life
No it's dark, now I'm pissed, and I ain't fallin' in line!
You sow division, while we witness violent actors playin' victim
With some Dad who ain't takin' shit. You'd do well to stay distant!
Peter Griffin and the chicken, beat you're ass within an inch-a
Your life, trippin! I won't go along with your disordered fiction
So call me what-chu you like, whatever name that you've got
I didn't pick this fight, I'd much rather it stop
But I don't see a white flag, you've had the culture on lock
If stars and stripes get you mad, then we know what you're not!
Go on
You can worship lords
I will worship the king
That you can choose to ignore
Go on
Get in line at the wall
Get the blinders on your face
United we fall!
Written by: Dillon Ritchie
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