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(Not) Human
Hip-Hop/Rap
(Not) Human was released on July 10, 2026 by Modo Music LLC as a part of the album It's Hard Being Human - EP
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Release DateJuly 10, 2026
LabelModo Music LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Modo
Modo
Vocals
Don Domingo
Don Domingo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Taylor
Jay Taylor
Songwriter
Sean Michael Jones
Sean Michael Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Domingo
Don Domingo
Producer
Code Red
Code Red
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Well, Em is a lot different because he was also the best rapper
I don't know why you want the approval of the hip-hop community as much as you do
They're very fickle
I get what you're saying, and I get it
But take it as somebody who's done hip-hop all-my whole life
It's cool to be respected, but it's also cool to be respected around the world
You know what I'm saying
To me, that's what's cool
Am I supposed to be the only one who notices
The way I flow his shit
Is better than the posers on the posters that they show their kids
Shoulders holding more than they're supposed to lift
I'm coast to coast, so every photo is a postal flick
I guess I rose above my foes because I'm still opposed to quitting
This ain't no Average Joe's, the Globo Gym that's winning
I'm like a cobra with this venom spitting
This ain't no Sabado flow, this is
Domingo
Praise God, glory to the Most High
Guess that's why I get a complex when the smoke rise
Little boys try to poke lies
And provoke grown men
Because they pops didn't show them they should worry 'bout their own lives
Worried about a cosign
Worried about a couple little comments on a post, like
What's a post even matter when you own life
I'm finna show y'all I'm the goal line
Touchdown
Oh my, what now
Where, when, who, how
Don't got a fucking thing to prove
They talk the way I move now
Pack up, move out
I take a vacation, KC finna be vacant
Ain't nobody in this bitch touch the money that I do now
Six figures, three businesses and still got Independence like the town I grew up in
I
Raise up the function, energy that they duckin
Females be switching up when you tell them that you ain't fucking
It's crazy, man
It's always the lazy man who got a problem with me
Broke
I can't believe it
Guessin' they ain't got no
Hope
But then I roll by, I seen em roll eyes
How can he be so good and still keep his soul
Am I supposed to be the only one that notices that I'm the
Fuck you
I don't gotta prove shit to you motherfuckers, but I'ma go crazy again
Sick of these comparisons
Yeah, we get it, bitch
Marshall is the benchmark for white rappers
The only problem, see
Majority of artists with their skin like me
Are garbage like a father who don't buy diapers
If Em is God, this is deicide
Let em deify when they see my"why" and the reasons I
Never seem to quit
I'm looking higher than the sea of skies
Fixated, staring at my prize till it bleeds my eyes
Won't ever put the pen down till someone take it away
I'm overwhelmed by the pressure I was prayin' to make
The circle's so tight, it's lookin' like a dot
If you pull up to my spot, you in the presence of great
You in the presence of a master
Ten thousand hour glasses
Representin' how the time passes
Lazarus is in your crowd, watch him rise faster
Right after
Modo on the mic is a divine chapter
The water they drown in, well, I walk across
So keep splashin' in the shallows while I walk my cross
Wear a crown of thorns, cause a storm to stop
Not Jesus, but I'm closer than these folks forgot
So thou shall not kill, man, except for beats
I got bars that they covet and they steal discreet
It's in your will to cheat
Cause you don't listen to what Papa says
Worshippin' the frauds, but I've been known to do the opposite
Bop, bop, bop, bop
You heard what he said, official stamp from the general
The Don
Don Domingo
Modo, you killed this one, baby
Shit, man, let's go put him
Let's go put him in the trunk
It's over with
Don't be stupid
Stupid
Written by: Jay Taylor, Sean Michael Jones
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