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Lyrics
[Verse]
Masked up, the reaper in a black tux
Six feet of distance, streets full of bad luck
Coughs echo loud, symphony of sick sounds
Hand sanitizer, the new king with no crown
Numbers climb quicker than a hustler's stash
Flattened curves flipped, back to chasing the cash
The year 2026, deja vu kicks
Virus on the remix, got us doing new tricks
[Chorus]
Covid's back, creeping through the cracks
Invisible attack, no time to relax
Covid's back, stacking body bags
2026, same script, new acts
[Verse 2]
Quarantine dreams, trapped in the same schemes
Screens replace faces, life split at the seams
Grocery lines stretch like shadows at dusk
Trust evaporates, hearts corrode like rust
Boosters poppin', like pills in the club
Still the air's thick, can't escape the grub
Panic buys fly, shelves bare as the truth
Another lockdown anthem, no fountain of youth
[Bridge]
2026, the clock spins cruel
History's a cycle, we the eternal fools
Masked up, gloved hands, a digital age
Still can't outsmart the virus's rage
Details
GeneratedJul 25, 2025
Duration1:45
LanguageEnglish
Style
hip hop, rap, bass-heavy with eerie synths and hard-hitting drum patterns, ominous
Credits
Prompt by
WilliamGullett
WilliamGullettModelAria v4
Prompt
Covid is coming back in 2026, rap, hip hop
