⚠️ [Intro – Low Voice | 146 BPM - female voice]
Static loud…
But the signal weak.
Let’s fix that.
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🖤 [Verse 1 – Nova - female voice]
Copy-paste confidence
Fabricated elegance
Trending for a moment
But we permanent
겉은 빛나 보여도
속은 텅 빈 echo
소리만 큰 hollow
We don’t follow
You rehearse what we create
Late to every wave
We design the game
You just imitate
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⚡ [Pre-Chorus – Aria + Sera - layered female voices]
You talk big, but numbers small
Climb high, but you might fall
겉만 화려한 carnival
We see through it all
No need to scream
We move supreme
You chasing noise
We build regimes
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👑 [Chorus – All - layered female voices]
Dead signal — no reception
All that hype? Misconnection
빛만 번진 projection
No real direction
Dead signal — can’t relate
Running late, second rate
우린 이미 next phase
You buffering in our wake
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🔥 [Verse 2 – MINJI Rap | 146 BPM - female voice]
Let’s recalibrate the noise
You boys and plastic toys
All pose, no poise
All bark, no voice
황금빛은 무거워
가짜들은 못 걸어
힙만 흉내 내다가
결국엔 다 걸려
No foundation, weak base
All hype, no weight
Your crown rental place
Mine custom-made
I don’t throw stones
I build thrones
While you busy scrolling comments on your phones
Trend-hopping, name-dropping
Quick to switch, no locking
Brand built on gossip
Mine built on profit
겉멋만 든 aesthetic
Copy flow synthetic
Your bars cosmetic
Mine kinetic, prophetic
Clock ticking, you mimic
Every move I pivot
While you chase attention
I divide and limit
No feature can save it
No filter can frame it
When substance missing
You can’t rearrange it
146 on the dash
I don’t crash
Pressure turn to cash
Every diss I slash
They scream but don’t deliver
Cold flow, make ‘em shiver
You temporary glitter
I’m forever pillar
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🖤 [Breakdown – Beat Cuts to Sub Only]
Silence louder than your verse.
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👑 [Final Chorus – Bigger Drums - layered female voices]
Dead signal — no reception
All that hype? Misconnection
빛만 번진 reflection
No protection
Dead signal — phase out
While we level up now
우린 다른 route
You fading out
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🖤 [Outro – Minji Spoken - female voice]
If the crown fits — wear it.
If it doesn’t —
Don’t reach for ours.
AURVIA
