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Flux
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flux was released on April 30, 2026 by Claymore Industries/Wave Theory as a part of the album Mass Effects 3
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Release DateApril 30, 2026
LabelClaymore Industries/Wave Theory
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM122

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Claymore
Claymore
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clayton Jones
Clayton Jones
Songwriter
Mike O'Halloran
Mike O'Halloran
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Mass
Mike Mass
Producer

Lyrics

1 time for the outcasts, uh
2 times for the misfits, what
3 times for those who get it in
For their goals and they still ain't get shit//
What, like can I get a witness
Good company, giving you the business, ay
Life switch wit a quickness, still
Bout to get all the shit on my wish list//
Approaching the top of my game
Flow change, and I never keep the topic the same
Never wanted fame or a watch or a chain
Just the thoughts in my brain and my cock in a dame//
In this life, all I need is my bitch
New jeans with some deeper pockets
No future, but can see the profit
Tryna thrive but we surviving//
Live life like i'm planning to die
But I ain't tryna vie for the passenger spot
JD Salinger, Catching it, Rye (right)
You ain't help me bake it, get your hands out the pie//
Quite low, but my standards are high
When you hear the blam, put your hands in the sky
To the god that abandoned me, asking him why
I was mixed with the gin like I'm Canada Dry//
Toxic, no need that I pop champagne
Don't bother me, stay in your gotdamn lane
Riddle me the meaning of my campaign
No Leaves on the trees, and the sky mad gray//
I could rap you a Rembrandt…
You should check out the damage my pimp hand do
Swear you should rhyme with a shitbag, bitch ass
Raps full of crap and your pen mad poo//
In the bible, say that pride come before a fall
If you look into my eyes, it ain't calm at all
Going off, it get loud as a car alarm
Need a place I can fly for some R&R//
Can't really give a fuck, you can be gone
'Cause my state of mind been in Flux, slow Aeon
From the dust, earthy Musk, no Elon
See the signs glowing in the dusk, like neon//
Rhymes got medicinal property
Yeah, we got life, but ain't living it properly
Try as you might and you end up in poverty
Press me like vinyl and digital copy me//
Green like Luigi, I'm popping ya
You got no chance, not on board, no Monopoly
Core of the problem, beholden to corporate policy
This is the beast and the whore in the prophecy//
From the 3 and the 4 to the 5
**** bugged out, I'm the Lord of the Flies
No going outside till the storm will subside
Waiting by the door for demise to arrive//
No shock, no power outage
World spin bout a thousand miles per hour
Room full of cowards, mouths the loudest
Too (clothes) close-minded, come out the closet//
Understand I'm the man, goddamn
Wanna play pussy, let the cat out the bag
No Cat in the Hat, or Sam I Am
Eggs get scrambled, when ya man go Ham//
I'm spastic like Tin Man moves
You can get clapped like my chick ass do
**** get slapped if I'm in a bad mood
Tryna take me to task, dude, didn't ask you//
But I woke up in a good mood today
Gotta move like a crook move for pay
Go fish, 'fore I hook you, Top Chef cook you,
Alone, but it took two to play//
In tune with the human anatomy
Do what I do and I'm doing it casually
Tune is a crucifix, view it as blasphemy
One is a casualty, two is a tragedy//
Acquaintances became my brothers
So I don't look at family the same as others
Pain, the disdain, my mistakes, my blunders
All the things that remain that sustain my hunger//
I'm just tryna get it in 'fore I die
Only got one chance, better give what you got
Boil the kettle till it hiss, blow the lid off the pot
I'd rather not live if I live for a lie//
Written by: Clayton Jones, Mike O'Halloran
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