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FANCY
Hip-Hop/Rap
FANCY was released on August 1, 2026 by Balanced Breakfast Records as a part of the album FANCY - Single
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Release DateAugust 1, 2026
LabelBalanced Breakfast Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dylan Salomons
Dylan Salomons
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Salomons
Dylan Salomons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dylan Salomons
Dylan Salomons
Producer

Lyrics

Productively self destructive
On destructo Trucks
Get my ups in
When I get the jump in
A fallacy of function
Like grabba, weed and blunt hits
Come and get it
The dyslexic
Don't respect it
Till it's something
Now I know my way around a thesaurus
Gorgeous or splendiferous
There isn't any difference
Either way I'm saying
I can tongue it like a clitoris
Or split the wig of any one indifferent
There's whole lotta weight on my head
I think I need a break and extra time in bed
Or maybe it's the rot that has got me instead
And I need to break out and get ahead of the death
But the reaper ain't a DJ that take requests
More USB, getting plugged in the chest
More my speed with some weed on my breath
A couple blood shot eyes
To help me see through the mess
Turn some lights on
Na wait that's too bright
I been getting headaches lately
Every time I'm outside
It's like the sun got some few extra rays
Or I'm getting too old
And lost in decay
It's a popular maze
You can play your whole life
But you'll never escape
The walls all change
Collapse and replace
And every new turn leads you further astray
Like a murderous gaze
The earth is all Kane
Not many are Able
You'll catch a few strays
Just for being around a table
But I guess that's what I get for associating
With masquerades
Need to focus on myself
Instead of making sure I pass a grade
I don't need yes mans
I need a god damn plan
I need a couple leads
Like a PI on demand
I got a few Gs
So don't pious the mans
The sky only the limit
If you don't believe in stars
I think that just reflects
How far away you are
And how you lack imagination
Go play in the forest with the sprites and fascinations
It's amazing
Like some happy little trees
Beat the devil out ya
Like you're battling the breeze
Call that kid all gone with the wind
It's a bittersweet story
Time to fall off the grid
Time to disappear
To no where near
Fly off into space
Abandon the sphere
I can only catch a breath
When I manage the fear
With every inhale
I make the image more clear
So you think you're fancy?
Be careful where your hands be
Wash em of the blood stains
God I hate Mondays
So you think you're fancy?
Be careful where your hands be
Wash em of the blood stains
God I hate Mondays
Written by: Dylan Salomons
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