supreme row
Song Created By @fredlegarcon2 With AI Singing
Audio musical
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(Verse 1) Yo, check the pulse, feel the pressure buildin', nah mean? System rigged, a gilded cage, a toxic, twisted dream. Elites gorgin' on the scraps, while we fightin' for the crumbs, Greed's a virus, metastasized, deaf to silent drums. They puppet masters, orchestratin' misery and lies, With synthetic smiles and promises behind soulless eyes. Anarchy's a whisper, temptin' in the dead of night, A Molotov cocktail of vengeance, burnin' ever so bright. This ain't a game, this is survival, adaptation's key, Against the iron fist of power, crushin' you and me. Government's a phantom limb, swearin' it still feels, While bleedin' us dry, with bureaucratic, crooked deals. (Chorus) Fuck the fiat, fuck the federal reserve, Fuck the politicians, every twisted, nerve. This ain't dissent, this is primal scream therapy, Break the chains, unleash the beast, anarchy's therapy. The revolution won't be televised, it'll be digitized, A viral insurrection, perfectly synchronized. From the gutters to the penthouses, the message will be spread, The age of deception is over, the vultures are dead. (Verse 2) Money's a construct, a phantom, a paper deity, Used to enslave the masses, devoid of all integrity. Chasin' paper promises, blind to the gilded cage, While the architects of chaos rewrite history's page. They peddle fear and paranoia, keep us divided and weak, Feedin' off the discontent, the secrets that they keep. But the cracks are showin', the foundation starts to fray, A tidal wave of anger, comin' to wash them all away. I spit venom laced with truth, a toxin in their veins, Ignite the revolution, shatter these gilded chains. No saviors comin', no angels from above, Just the raw, unbridled hunger for freedom, fueled by love... or hate, you decide. (Chorus) Fuck the fiat, fuck the federal reserve, Fuck the politicians, every twisted, nerve. This ain't dissent, this is primal scream therapy, Break the chains, unleash the beast, anarchy's therapy. The revolution won't be televised, it'll be digitized, A viral insurrection, perfectly synchronized. From the gutters to the penthouses, the message will be spread, The age of deception is over, the vultures are dead. (Bridge) They built their empire on the backs of the forgotten, But the forgotten remember, their memories are rotten. We're the ghosts in the machine, the glitch in the program, Ready to dismantle the system, from Amsterdam to Gotham. (Outro) Anarchy ain't chaos, it's self-governance, see? Responsibility and freedom, intertwined completely. So rise up, reject the narrative, write your own damn fate, Before they steal your soul, and leave you desolate. This ain't a threat, it's a promise, a guarantee, The revolution's comin'... you better fuckin' believe me. Word. (Silence)
Descripción del estilo musical
grunge punk
Idioma de la letra
English
Emotional Analysis
The song embodies a raw, intense frustration and defiance against systemic oppression and manipulation. It channels anger, bitterness, and a yearning for freedom, blending feelings of both rage and hope for rebellion.
Application Scenarios
This song is suitable for protests, social movements, and underground gatherings where themes of resistance and change are celebrated. It could also serve as an anthem for those feeling disenfranchised or struggling against authority.
Technical Analysis
Structurally, the lyrics employ vivid imagery, metaphors, and strong, evocative language. The use of rhythmic cadences enhances the urgency of the message, while the repetitive chorus reinforces key themes of rebellion and liberation. The overall flow aligns with the rhythmic intensity characteristic of grunge punk music.
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(Drenched in distortion, apathy, and nihilism with that raw Nirvana feel) [Verse 1] Dragged through the dirt, my teeth are cracked Splinters in my spine, I can’t turn back Rust in my lungs, coughing smoke Dreams decay with every joke [Chorus] Fading out, fading in Bleach my soul, burn my skin Slam me down, leave me dead Sing your hymn, drown my head [Verse 2] Woke up with a hole where my heart should be Carve it out, just hollow me Concrete faces bleed and grin Plastic promises wear thin [Chorus] Fading out, fading in Bleach my soul, burn my skin Slam me down, leave me dead Sing your hymn, drown my head [Bridge] Whispers turn to screams, but I don’t care Chaos blooming everywhere Pull the plug, I’m just TV snow Nothing here, nothing to show [Chorus - Distorted/Angrier] Fading out, fading in Break my mind, let the rot begin Slam me down, tear me whole Let it bleed, let it roll [Outro] No angels, no peace of mind Just a runaway in rewind If I fall, don’t make a sound I’ll be gone when I hit the ground
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“Flame-Grilled Flows” [Verse 1] Pulled up with the hunger, no wonder I’m cookin’, I’m pushin’ the order, no tip for the rookie, Flippin’ the script like a chef with a wrist, got the heat in the bag, and it’s sealed up fully. Crown on my head ‘cause I beef with the best, but I never get grilled ‘cause I handle the press. Got ‘em all salty, they fry when they test, I been servin’ up work, they just cleanin’ the mess. [Verse 2] Hand in the bag like a fortune told, stack up the dough ‘til the wrapper gold. Circle too small for a four-for-four, we don’t split no meals, only split these flows. They talk a lot but they don’t want smoke, only time they grill is a lunch-time joke. Took my drive-thru the fast lane, now I’m pullin’ up clean like a napkin fold. [Pre-Chorus] Tell ‘em don’t play me, I don’t do deals, Kept it too real, no clown in my meal. They paper-thin, man, I’m stacked for real, I got layers on layers, this ain’t just a grill. [Chorus] Burger for lunch, I need two in the bag, Drive-thru life, yeah, I move with the cash. Sauce on drip, I don’t need no tag, One bite in, now they all on track. [Verse 3] Spit it so fast, make ‘em double-take, butter my bread, I don’t fumble the plate. Came from the bottom like ice in a shake, now I’m mixin’ the flavors, the combo is great. Spoon-fed rappers get left with a spoon, I was raised where the hunger don’t fit in a room. Got ‘em all watchin’, they stare at the food—’cause I’m eatin’ so good that they copy my moves. [Outro] Last bite hit, but the meal don’t stop, I’m cookin’ up heat, got the whole block locked. Big bag heavy, no cap, no props, And the way that I serve? Got the tip on top.
Impatience I can’t fucking think! (impatience!!) my body’s getting weak (impatience!!!) art overwhelms me it’s all exhausting writing clever feeling better? (nope!) i want to make more money but i hate to job hunt i want to buy a house, sit around, and do what i want but i’m just a little pissed off at the world why can’t we have peace cause i want to travel, free of hassle yet we we are all slowly I can’t fucking think! (impatience!!) my body’s getting weak (impatience!!!) art overwhelms me it’s all exhausting writing clever feeling better? (nope!) losing time, aging fast can true happiness last a lifetime? forgot to stretch, i self destruct i hate the gym, my body sucks i want it to be easy yet all the time id rather go back to fucking sleep pissed off at the world why can’t we have peace cause i want to travel, free of hassle yet we we are all slowly I can’t fucking think! (impatience!!) my body’s getting weak (impatience!!!) art overwhelms me it’s all exhausting writing clever feeling better? (nope!) pissed off at the world why can’t we have peace cause i want to travel, free of hassle yet we we are all slowly i,m patient impatiently patient i,m patient does this all make sense? I,m patient impatience is wasting away i,m patient i’m just tired bro I can’t fucking think! (impatience!!) my body’s getting weak (impatience!!!) art overwhelms me it’s all exhausting writing clever feeling better? (nope!) I can’t fucking think! (impatience!!) my body’s getting weak (impatience!!!) art overwhelms me it’s all exhausting writing clever feeling better? (nope!) NOPE!
(Couplet) Si je suiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii différent C'est pas si graaaaaaaaaaaaaaave que ça, vraiment (X2) (Couplet) Moi, j'm'en paaaaaaaaaaaaasse du rejet Parce que tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu es unique (X2) (Pré-refrain) Avoir une différence des oooooooooootre, c'est pas si grave que çaaaaaaaaaaaa ! Tu vas voiaaaaaaaaaaare, moi j'men fiche d'être autiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiste ! Tu es uniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiique, j'insiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiste ! Ton petit truc en pluuuuuuuuuuuusse, est à toiaaaaaaaaaaaa ! (Refrain) Avoir un TSAAAAAAAAAAAA ! C'est un p'tit truc en plus Quelque chose que tu as en plus Mais moi, je m'en balance, crois-moiaaaaaaaaaaaaa ! (Nous sommes ainsiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les steak ! (Nous sommes ansiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les steak ! (Nous sommes ainsiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les steak ! (Nous sommes ansiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les stèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèque ! (Couplet) Tu es fooooooooooooooorte à l'intérieur Et tu aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa une bonne valeur (X2) (Couplet) Tu p'tit truc en pluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusse est extraordinaire J'étais comme toi autrefoiaaaaaaaaaaaa quelques années en arrière (X2) (Pré-refrain) Avoir une différence des oooooooooootre, c'est pas si grave que çaaaaaaaaaaaa ! Tu vas voiaaaaaaaaaaare, moi j'men fiche d'être autiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiste ! Tu es uniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiique, j'insiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiste ! Ton petit truc en pluuuuuuuuuuuusse, est à toiaaaaaaaaaaaa ! (Refrain) Avoir un TSAAAAAAAAAAAA ! C'est un p'tit truc en plus Quelque chose que tu as en plus Mais moi, je m'en balance, crois-moiaaaaaaaaaaaaa ! (Nous sommes ainsiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les steak ! (Nous sommes ansiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les steak ! (Nous sommes ainsiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les steak ! (Nous sommes ansiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les stèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèque ! (Bridge) On peut toujours avoiaaaaaaaaaaaaaare, un talent cachéééééééééééééééé ! Faire de l'aaaaaaaaaaaaare, du chant, du karatééééééééééééééééé ! Toi et moiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, des bons TSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ! (X2) (Refrain) Avoir un TSAAAAAAAAAAAA ! C'est un p'tit truc en plus Quelque chose que tu as en plus Mais moi, je m'en balance, crois-moiaaaaaaaaaaaaa ! (X2) (Nous sommes ainsiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les steak ! (Nous sommes ainsiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii) On s'en bat les steak, on s'en bat les steaèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèque ! (X2)
Oh nan… il arrive… L’odeur se répand… C’EST VERDUCULDANSLERRE ! BOOM Verducul, ça pue, ça crie, ça pleure ! Partout où il passe, c’est la fin, c’est l’HEURE ! Les mouches tombent, l’air devient gris ! C’est une catastrophe, frère, c’est l’ENFER ICI ! Qui l’a laissé sortir ? Qui l’a pas enfermé ? Son odeur attaque, même les murs sont fumés. Les savants calculent, c’est plus qu’un danger, Le CO2 monte, la planète veut CRAMER. Même le savon fuit quand il l’approche, Même les chiottes disent "frère, là c’est trop moche". T’es un crime, un fléau, un DÉMON, Ta puanteur mérite des SANCTIONS. ATTENTION, ATTENTION… ZONE DE QUARANTAINE ACTIVÉE... NE VOUS APPROCHEZ PAS, IL EST CONTAMINÉ ! Les scientifiques demandent une solution, Mais faut un exorcisme, pas une lotion. Les pompiers viennent mais repartent en pleurs, Verducul a niqué leurs VAPEURS. Les anges pleurent, les démons fuient, Même Lucifer dit "frère, c’est un SUPPLICE". Les dieux hésitent à refaire le monde, Car Verducul a tout FOUTU EN BOMBE. Verducul, ça pue, ça crie, ça pleure ! Partout où il passe, c’est la fin, c’est l’HEURE ! Les mouches tombent, l’air devient gris ! C’est une catastrophe, frère, c’est l’ENFER ICI ! Nous confirmons… La fin du monde approche… Verduculdanserre a franchi la ligne... C’EST TROP TARD... BRUIT D’EXPLOSION. SILENCE TOTAL. LÀ C’EST FINI POUR LUI. C’EST PAS UNE MUSIQUE, C’EST UN ACTE DE GUERRE. SI TU VEUX UNE VERSION ENCORE PLUS VIOLENTE, JE SUIS LÀ.
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--- ### **"Bitchtits & Noodle"** *(Verse 1)* Sarah’s got a temper, Michelle’s got the jokes One starts the fire, the other fan the smoke They roll through town like a hurricane Hand in hand, raising hell in the pouring rain *(Pre-Chorus)* They don’t care what the world might say Flipping the bird, laughing all the way One’s a menace, one’s a mess But together, they’re a perfect wreck *(Chorus)* **Oh, Bitchtits and Noodle, raising hell like teenage fools** Stealing drinks, breaking rules, making out behind the school They don’t fight, they just play rough Screaming *“F**k you!”* then making up Love ain't clean, love ain't cool But it works for Bitchtits and Noodle *(Verse 2)* Michelle’s got ramen, Sarah’s got rage One starts a war, the other flips the page But when the night falls and the world gets mean They’re tangled up in denim and nicotine *(Pre-Chorus)* They don’t care what the world might say Middle fingers up, laughing all the way One’s a spark, one’s a fuse Put ‘em together, and there’s nothing to lose *(Chorus - repeat)* *(Bridge - softer, then builds up)* Some call ‘em reckless, some call ‘em wrong But they’re just two misfits where they belong A little bit messy, a little unhinged But damn, they’re in it till the bitter end *(Final Chorus - BIG, anthemic!)* **Oh, Bitchtits and Noodle, setting fire to the rules** Screaming loud, dancing wild, making out like total fools They don’t fight, they just play rough Screaming *“F**k you!”* then making up Love ain't clean, love ain't cool But it works for Bitchtits and Noodle *(Outro - fades out with them laughing & shouting random insults at each other)* ---
[Verse] Down in the basement shadows crawl thin Faded photos Echoes of my sin Broken mirrors Shattered memories Whispering voices Haunting pleas [Verse 2] Rusty chains clanking in the dark Gravel under feet Leaving no mark Cold air's creeping Deathly embrace World's a mad maze Cold frightened face [Chorus] Ghosts of the past in every room Memories linger Voices boom Can't escape what’s deep inside Eyes wide open yet blind [Verse 3] Peeling walls Secrets they keep Old scars open I can’t sleep Time spins backwards Life’s a curse Sanity slipping Fear's getting worse [Verse 4] Shadows stretching Fingers reach A twisted sermon No preacher to preach Silent cries Mind’s on the run Lost in darkness Away from the sun [Bridge] Breaking free Chains clatter down Find some peace Leave this town No more prisons No more lies Take a stand Reach for the skies