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Til The Corpse
Hip-Hop/Rap
Til The Corpse was released on April 24, 2026 by The Kyd as a part of the album Til The Corpse - Single
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Release DateApril 24, 2026
LabelThe Kyd
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Kyd
The Kyd
Performer
Vin Production
Vin Production
10-String Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vin Production
Vin Production
Composer
Shane Miller
Shane Miller
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vin Production
Vin Production
Producer

Lyrics

Once the curtains come up, you bloodthirst and hunger
Observe a ton of y'all construct first and tumble
Word to mother, everything is perf of utter
Selected king 'cause you ain't never heard another
My legend wings, ready been earned, no wonder
'Til reverend sing over my hearse, you deserve to suffer
Essence brings something to besmirch you fuckers
Averse to smother 'til each turf on Earth is covered
Weapons ring when I hit the journal
Brother, you've been the lesser link in the worst of money
Don't got mercy, one verse puts top thirty under
You're not worthy, humbled by this lone beast
Mostly not subtle in this jungle, I'm the sole chief
And y'all just get numbers on your dome piece
All you see where I dwell, sire
It's my sworn duty to expel rhymers to hellfire
I'm yours truly
If it ain't obvious yet
We be the architects, spark the cess we blessed
Word is bond, y'all bet the field is forced
No doubt we putting on until the corpse
If it ain't obvious yet
We be the architects, spark the cess we blessed
Word is bond, y'all bet the field is forced
No doubt we putting on until the corpse
Waltz in any room like Tutankham from the tomb
With ease, all I need's some juice to flaunt then I flew
So-called troops cross Rubicons to your doom
Top fives outline, luminols in my stew
My on-mic mode like night strolls with Dave Berkowitz
Psycho quills write code and shake nerves with it
Dice roll see who might go to graves earliest
Maestro when Tyso's in his Bane Sterling drip
Brain spurge and misconstrue this eccentric new shit
Extending dominion 'til rinsed of sewage
Reminiscing of the true grit of vintage Clue shit
What I'm interested in's a preemptive movement
Contact be caught to have your wrath in gosh
Before you can yap at all, got your backs to walls
You're hoping sand in my hourglass dissolves
But in my absence y'all feel the crack withdrawal still
If it ain't obvious yet
We be the architects, spark the cess we blessed
Word is bond, y'all bet the field is forced
No doubt we putting on until the corpse
If it ain't obvious yet
We be the architects, spark the cess we blessed
Word is bond, y'all bet the field is forced
No doubt we putting on until the corpse
I'm the son of Sam, son of Anne, son of Athene
All in one man, not one to stand among all you preemies
The example, hold the mantle so the youngins can see me
Be damned if I slant towards the function of greedy
Stuck in this creep show, ain't none of you reach me
Stay fucking it schizo from where they hung Mussolini
Bed of Italiano bread, got desperado cred
Tore through with the same force that left Apollo dead
Reprofile from the bottles of the Reposado lead
Rhyme style follow steps of El Dorado red
Each cooked verse the good word of Diablo spreads
The script so hit like blades that split Pablo's head
Prolong the dread, watch 'em torment themselves
Bombard the Celtic cards whom misfortune is dealt
Hit canvas with damage that make coroners yell
Hoard inordinate wealth until my coronets excel, yeah
If it ain't obvious yet
We be the architects, spark the cess we blessed
Word is bond, y'all bet the field is forced
No doubt we putting on until the corpse
If it ain't obvious yet
We be the architects, spark the cess we blessed
Word is bond, y'all bet the field is forced
No doubt we putting on until the corpse
Written by: Shane Miller, Vin Production
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