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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Got a spreadsheet taped to the fridge door
Body count written like a weekly chore
Boiling up bones in a four-quart pot
Inventory perfect, every limb, every dot
Code in my head when I stir that broth
If the ratios off, then the plan falls off
Measure out salt like I measure your pulse
Once it goes flat, I log one more result (yeah)
[Chorus]
Murder in the soup, that’s a system
Stir it till the facts go missing
If you taste fear, mind your business
Every clean crime needs a witness
Murder in the soup, that’s a system
Boil those sins into dinner
If you came here, you a victim
Every clean crime feeds the kitchen (uh)
[Verse 2]
Clock in, apron on, hairnet tight
Workflow chart for the mess last night
Label each jar, “oregano,” “thyme”
One of these herbs used to text my line
Firewall hot, keep the logs locked up
Alibi airtight like a Tupperware tub
Police at the door, say they love my stew
Give ‘em seconds, thirds, let ‘em taste that truth (hey)
[Chorus]
Murder in the soup, that’s a system
Stir it till the facts go missing
If you taste fear, mind your business
Every clean crime needs a witness
Murder in the soup, that’s a system
Boil those sins into dinner
If you came here, you a victim
Every clean crime feeds the kitchen
Details
GeneratedApr 7, 2026
Duration2:04
LanguageGerman
Style
rap, Dark, minimalist hip hop beat with deep subs, sparse piano stabs, and dusty percussion. Male vocals, close-mic and cold. Verses stay tight and monotone with occasional pitched doubles; hook widens with low harmonies and distant chants. Subtle glitch fx and filtered ear-candy accent the “system” lines, ending on a hard, abrupt stop., hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
King_Justin
King_JustinModelAria v5.5
Prompt
male, systems, murder, soup,hip hop
