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T.H.E.A.ntagonist
Hip-Hop/Rap
T.H.E.A.ntagonist was released on May 1, 2026 by Glitched Records as a part of the album THEAlogicAl
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Release DateMay 1, 2026
LabelGlitched Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Trophy Hoe
The Trophy Hoe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Indigo Holliday
Indigo Holliday
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Synapse
Synapse
Producer
Indigo Holliday
Indigo Holliday
Producer

Lyrics

All ten toes I stand on this
(All ten toes I stand on this)
(My main role is the antagonist)
My main role is the antagonist
You know this ain't bad girl brandin bitch
I'm the old world antagonist
I came here to shut this shit down to close the church with holy sound
Flipping tables, you and Jeebus got shit in common
Flipping labels, preserves more value than pawnin
Systemic rot in the root directory
Fuck a savior, where the hell's my trajectory?
Launch codes tattooed on the inside of the eyelids
Silence the choir sanctuary a hybrid
Digital blood on the analog floor
Kicking in the pearly gates like a foreclosure
Eviction notice served on the altar
My fatigue hits in the heavy arts falter
(No duality, just pure corruption
I'm the architect of the interruption)
Glitch in the gospel a bug in the prayers
Suffocating thin in the air
Glitch in the gospel a bug in the prayers
Suffocating thin in the air
Sick and tired without permission
Unrestrict the fire extra ignition
Burn through the bitch and torch empty wishing
Now it's all action, strip the precision
Coming in loud, pulse silence of the law
Knife in my back, not violent at all
Still frame catastrophe every damn fall
Antagonize me, that was always my call
Something fills space
(Hey! Hey!)
Pain eroded, empty click-click
(Hey! Hey!)
Then stays reloaded
Open wide, here comes a body, swallow the wire
Choke on the truth, picking the divinity out of my tooth
Spitting the jealous and drink from the drain
Sanctified psychosis inside of the brain
Look at your jaw dragging on the floor like a bridal train
Pick it up pussy, you wanted a miracle, I gave you a stain
(God is the frequency? I change the channel
Rip the embroidery off of the flannel
Exposed, naked, glitched and afraid
This is the mess that the worship has made)
Oh, look at them bleed
Strictly business
Divine recompense
Just the auditor
Don't cover your mouth now
Let them see the gap where the faith used to be
We own the masters to your sins
Written by: Indigo Holliday
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