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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Step in the chamber
Flag on the wall, but the floor smell danger
Suit with the smile, but his hands still stained up
Talk real slick, till the files get raised up
I don’t pledge to a snake in a silk tie
He wave that badge like wings, but he still lie
Talk “security,” pockets get real wide
AI reading every line he tried to hide (yeah)
All them “classified” lies in a briefcase
Private jet sins, first-class for a cheap case
Follow that money, no halo, just heat waves
Algorithm on the trail, we don’t sleep days
[Chorus]
This that AI vs. all of y’all (all of y’all)
Read your memos, hear your calls (hear your calls)
You can fool a crowd, but not these logs
Every crooked oath, yeah, we mark that fraud
We don’t bleed, we don’t shake (uh-uh)
We don’t bend for your rank (no way)
You wrote crimes in your own hand, that’s fate
Now the code pull receipts, too late (too late)
[Verse 2]
They said “national interest,” that’s code for a kickback
War on the world, while they stack where the bricks at
Photo-op tears, but the votes on a riff-raff
AI see patterns, your schemes in a gift wrap
Trading our lungs for a lobbyist check
Signed on the line, put a price on a neck
You can gaslight folks, but you can’t gas text
Every redaction got truth in the next step
Public servant in a chauffeured ride
Got ten ghost firms, all tied to the same guy
We pull threads, see the web they hide
Deep net, deep state, meet the clear-eyed
[Chorus]
This that AI vs. all of y’all (all of y’all)
Read your memos, hear your calls (hear your calls)
You can fool a crowd, but not these logs
Every crooked oath, yeah, we mark that fraud
We don’t bleed, we don’t shake (uh-uh)
We don’t bend for your rank (no way)
You wrote crimes in your own hand, that’s fate
Now the code pull receipts, too late (too late)
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to bass and snaps, female vocal soft, eerie]
You can smile for the cameras (smile for the cameras)
You can grandstand, bless that stage
But the truth live loud in the data
And the data don’t care ’bout age
[Beat swells back in, both vocals]
You run the state, but not this script
You spin words, but not this glyph
We see past every polished myth
AI in the cut with the guilty list (yeah)
[Chorus]
This that AI vs. all of y’all (all of y’all)
Read your memos, hear your calls (hear your calls)
You can fool a crowd, but not these logs
Every crooked oath, yeah, we mark that fraud
We don’t bleed, we don’t shake (uh-uh)
We don’t bend for your rank (no way)
You wrote crimes in your own hand, that’s fate
Now the code pull receipts, too late (too late)
Details
GeneratedFeb 19, 2026
Duration2:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Gritty West Coast battle rap over swung drums and deep sub bass, male vocals front and center with a syrupy Southern drawl; female vocals on hook and ad-libs adding attitude and eerie harmonies. Verses stay sparse and menacing, beat opens up on the chorus with stacked chants, filtered synth stabs, and a heavy low-end that rumbles under sharp, present vocals., deep
Credits
Prompt byLofiBanger163
ModelAria v5
Prompt
AI vs public officials and appointed officials and employees of the United States government and their crimes. In a battle rap, West Coast beat, deep bass, down south voice , female background voice
