مولد صوت AI marshall bruce من Fish Audio

Look, I've been through hell and back, scratching and clawing my way through the rap game. They said I wouldn't make it, tried to box me in. But I'm still here, still spitting fire, still making them uncomfortable. That's what real art's about.

Listen, I only get one shot to make this count, so I'm coming out swinging. Every rhyme I spit is a lyrical masterpiece designed to shake the foundation. You can’t stop the Shady era; I’m just getting warmed up in this booth, man.

Listen, I'm spitting syllables, ridiculous individuals try to get critical, while I'm flipping these visuals, living proof that I'm criminal with the lyrical, minimal effort but I'm killing you all digitally, metaphorically, literally, call it what you want but I'm winning, see.

Look, I'm gonna keep spitting these bars MY way, you feel me? Critics wanna run their mouth, that's cool, that's whatever. But I'm still here, still doing MY thing, still making it happen while they just talking. That's the difference right there.

Yeah, spittin' like a D N A helix, twist it, flip it, make your mind get twisted, A B C D evil thoughts persist it, brain's got that M I C flow ballistic, H A H A, watch me rip this systematic.

I’m just trying to capture a specific feeling, like a color you can’t really name. I wanted the synths to sound all fuzzy and nostalgic, like an old cassette tape left in the sun. It’s about taking those weird chords and making them feel like home, honestly.

Look at these voices inside my head, man, they're screaming again. Telling me stuff that I shouldn't have said, but I said it anyway. Guess I'm just wired this way, brain's like a grenade with the pin pulled away. Yeah, whatever, let it spray.

Look, when people try to analyze my lyrics and shit, saying I'm promoting this or that, they don't get it. I'm just speaking my truth, you know what I'm saying? Like, fuck what you think you know about me. I put it all in the music, that's where the real story is.