

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Mystery gang We back at it (hey!) [Verse 1] There are secrets in the suburbs Ghosts in the grocery line Whispers in the Wi‑Fi Static in the exit sign Empty houses with the curtains Always moving when it’s still Got a notebook full of questions Got a backpack full of will Pulled up in a rusty van Snacks in the back and a stupid plan Everybody else just scrolls and shrugs We chase clues, chase truth, chase bugs [Pre-Chorus] Who’s gonna crack that code? Who’s gonna check that door? They say “just let it go” We say “let’s get some more” (yeah) [Chorus] Mystery gang, yeah, we run toward trouble Heartbeats pounding like a kick‑drum double If there’s fear in the air, we love it the most Ride till we’re face to face with the ghost Mystery gang, turn doubt to a promise Tear straight through ‘til we’re talking to the prophet Outcasts, weirdos, raised on the unknown But we don’t back down, we bring it all home [Verse 2] Got a dog that knows the most Growls when the frauds get close Sniffing out lies like crumbs Tail wagging when truth comes Magnifying glass in my right hand Left hand drawing up the next plan See a mask? We rip that off Make a tall tale turn to small talk Every alleyway, every rumor We drag daylight through the tumor If the grown-ups say “that’s fate” We just show up late and break that gate [Pre-Chorus] Who’s gonna crack that code? Who’s gonna check that door? (check it) They say “just let it go” We say “let’s get some more” (let’s go) [Chorus] Mystery gang, yeah, we run toward trouble Heartbeats pounding like a kick‑drum double If there’s fear in the air, we love it the most Ride till we’re face to face with the ghost Mystery gang, turn doubt to a promise Tear straight through ‘til we’re talking to the prophet Outcasts, weirdos, raised on the unknown But we don’t back down, we bring it all home [Bridge] Everywhere I look Another “why” with teeth Every rumor in the hall Is a map underneath You can hide it in the attic You can lock it in a file We’ll still find it in the static We’ve been waiting all this while (yeah) [Chorus] Mystery gang, yeah, we run toward trouble Heartbeats pounding like a kick‑drum double If there’s fear in the air, we love it the most Ride till we’re face to face with the ghost Mystery gang, turn doubt to a promise Tear straight through ‘til we’re talking to the prophet Outcasts, weirdos, raised on the unknown But we don’t back down, we bring it all home (mystery gang)
Tags
rap, Hybrid hard rock / pop-rap banger with male vocals, chunky detuned guitars locked to punchy trap-inflected drums, subby bass drops under rap verses, an anthemic pop-rock chorus that explodes with gang chants and octave harmonies; brief halftime pre-chorus that coils tension before each hook, ad-lib shouts and filtered reverses to keep it modern and high energy, hard rock, pop rock
3:23
No
3/7/2026