Lyrics
[Verse]
Woke up to greens, scrambled eggs on my plate,
Routine so tight, it's a twist of fate.
Every got-damn morning, same old song,
Fork in my hand, but the vibe feels wrong.
Clock ticking loud, kitchen air so still,
Butter melting slow, yet I chase the thrill.
Eggshells cracked, dreams still intact,
But the blues in my veins, they keep coming back.
[Chorus]
Oh boy, ya don’t know,
My day starts low, it’s a scrambled flow.
Oh boy, ya don’t see,
The weight of these greens and the yolk on me.
[Verse 2]
Coffee drips slow, like tears on a string,
Dark violin hums where the sparrows sing.
Window fogged up, world feels detached,
Outside’s a remix, my mind mismatched.
Toast got burnt, just a blackened hue,
But I spread my life thin, like butter, what’s new?
Knife cuts deep, through the crust, my friend,
Every got-damn morning, it’s the same dead end.
[Chorus]
Oh boy, ya don’t know,
My day starts low, it’s a scrambled flow.
Oh boy, ya don’t see,
The weight of these greens and the yolk on me.
Style
bluesalternative rockfunkand a driving house beat.rapviolindark violin melodiesalternative rock guitar riffsblues-inspired rap with funk bass
Prompt
Do u even know that my day started those greens and scrambled eggs, i swear every got dam time my day start like that, oh boy ya dont know ...., blues, rap funk house alternative rock dark violin
Credits
Prompt by
Philosophy11
Philosophy11GeneratedNov 22, 2025
ModelAria v5
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