Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Queue up, same story
Ranked down, same story (uh)
[Verse 1]
Lock-in screen, they insta one-trick
Wrong comp, wrong map, talk big
Type “relax” while they feed mid
“I’m diff,” yeah you diff kid
Ult up, they’re in spawn just spinning
Call a swap, they say “I’m winning”
We up three, they still griefing
Whole squad cracked, one clown leaking
Ping the point, they chase stats
Die 1v5, then blame the lag
Got the counter, they won’t flex
Rather lose hard than show respect
[Chorus]
Why you C9 the point like that?
Whole lane clear, then you walk right back
Got the win in hand, you just throw it for free
You don’t listen to the best, but you listening to feed
Why you C9 the point like that?
Full team on, then you step off cap
Got the win in hand, you just throw it for free
You don’t listen to the best, now you spectate me (yeah)
[Verse 2]
I’m on comms like “rotate, rotate”
They solo push, give up whole base
Miss every stun, then spam “no peel”
You first to flame, last one to heal
Draft phase, I call roles, got plans
You instalock wrong lane, no scan
Hard stuck rank, but you act like coach
Big talk, zero clutch, just choke
You won’t swap off into hard counter
You’d rather feed than play around us
I’m tracking ults, you track your ego
You’re the highlight reel for my VOD, amigo (woo)
[Chorus]
Why you C9 the point like that?
Whole lane clear, then you walk right back
Got the win in hand, you just throw it for free
You don’t listen to the best, but you listening to feed
Why you C9 the point like that?
Full team on, then you step off cap
Got the win in hand, you just throw it for free
You don’t listen to the best, now you spectate me (hey)
[Bridge]
You don’t hit push, you just hit blame (blame)
You don’t swap off, you just swap lanes (yeah)
You don’t hear calls, only hear fame
Queue with you once, never again (never again)
I’m tryna climb, you’re tryna clip
I’m tryna win, you’re tryna quit
You dodge advice, but not the feed
You mute the carry, then grief the lead (woah)
[Chorus]
Why you C9 the point like that?
Whole lane clear, then you walk right back
Got the win in hand, you just throw it for free
You don’t listen to the best, but you listening to feed
Why you C9 the point like that?
Full team on, then you step off cap
Got the win in hand, you just throw it for free
You don’t listen to the best, now you spectate me (yeah)
Style
rapaggressive modern trap raphalftime bounce with distorted 808s and tight hi-hats. male vocalsdry and upfrontverses in a breathless double-time pockethook spaced out with big gang shouts and octave-doubled vocal. sparse eerie synth bells in the verses; hook explodes with layered chants and sub-heavy dropsad-libs tucked wide in the stereo field.
Prompt
Create a newer style rap song about bad team mates in marvel rivals that throw the game, refuse to swap characters, and C9 the point to lose the game. These players refuse to listen to the best.
Credits
Prompt byVectorAudio563
GeneratedJan 24, 2026
ModelAria v5
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