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Off the Construct

Hip-Hop/Rap

Off the Construct was released on July 17, 2026 by Mafiatic Music as a part of the album XYZ 2

Song Details

AlbumXYZ 2

Release DateJuly 17, 2026

LabelMafiatic Music

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM92

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Ends

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Robert Hunter

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Ends

Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

It's funny how the new wave won't ever find a problem

With so many ghosts inside the book of rhymes that they all haunted

And I'm coming out in every verse and dropping like you do

When you be coming back at me straight out of pocket, y'all a garbage

Promise you I don't wanna be an old head, new wave

Hatin' ass.. obviously y'all just suck the cocks and

That's not homophobic if you disregard the fact

That all I'm saying is you mumble like you're gargling a long one

Can't say the word I ever think is worth a second thought

But you can hum and someone want it after pitch correction software

And the ad-libs inspire feelings words had all along but

Only better and with meaning, stupid, what drugs y'all abusing?

Losers act like any vibe is now a talent when they get a check

Viral approval, thanks to the internet

Inspiration dwindles and it shrivels up and gets neglect

Art fades to shadow every minute in the silhouette

I don't mean to follow any compass I've constructed

Just because it's what I've wanted, but you all should make a judgment

And decide if any bar you've ever said will bring constructive function

Even if it's just to push the culture further upward, fuck it

Pick out someone better, we can idolize disruption

Go back to punk destruction, stick it to the man, so fuck him

Set it off and jump in everything that we can punish

If we do it right then maybe we won't get so out of touch with

All the growing cracks between us that have sprung up all of a sudden

Bridge the gap and covet new connections found amongst us

Burn it all in public, that's how we reset dysfunction

Start to get a fresh perspective, value what we once did

Take a leap and frogger crossed me, turn me to a horny toad

I know I'm a score and win, they know who a Scorpio

I think it's all corny and it dawned on me, no Corleone

But this whole generation wanna risk it all like glory holes

And so the story goes, danger chase like torpedoes

Never do you see the T so dormant on the floor below

I just wanna keep applying pressure, reinforce the growth

Curate music to our taste the same way as the porn we chose

I don't wanna tell you what to like, the contrary

You've been told already, falling for tricks like Tom and Jerry

Every minute spent is currency, out the commissary

Music kills the soul in the industry apothecary

I just think it's ugly how they treat us, chuck a deuce

The swan can be the future rather than an ugly goose

Only we can vote with dollars every time we choose

Maybe if the leaf had fallen closer we'd get back the roots

I wanna be the first one that can crawl from out their pocket

We should stop it, quit the demigods and false prophets

We can give it up, here and now without the cause for conflict

All we have to do is change the way we treat the fame and gossip

You've had enough, I know I'm not the only one that feels it

We can be a little smarter and gamble on the field

Our mind can be a temple, we can feed it better meals

And we can break from the conditioning, they trained us for the yield

I say we should riot, we can set the world on fire

We can find a better product, let's go get a new supplier

Even keep the ones worth keeping like they're refugee survivors

We can elevate the artists we hand-picked and we admire

Sorry if I had to be the one to burst your bubble

But you live where they had stuck you, let's liberate the muzzle

Find a way to beat the struggle, enrage where they want you

And raise from out the maze and all the rebels solve the puzzle

Design so they can profit every time they try to fuck you

They try to hold you hostage and they lie just to corrupt you

Keep you in the system that they built to cuff you, break it

We can take it over even if the walls must cave and crumble, they don't love you

The coffers and the piggy banks

They want all your petty change, every single penny saved

Lure you with a kissy face, mark you with a hickey stain

Sideways is how they come forever like a figure eight

I'm off the construct, out the box they put me in

Don't become the sideshow while everybody looking in

Don't become the looky-loo, don't become the ticket hand

Don't engage the freak show, see the signs that lure you in

Fuck em

Written by: Robert Hunter

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