Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
You picked the wrong hero to play with
Clock’s tickin’
[Verse 1]
Mask on your face
But I see straight through
Little forest punk
Got the land confused
You dance in the graveyard
Laugh at the bruise
I wake in the field
Got a kingdom to lose
You tease my horse
Then you snatch my soul
Drag me through roots
Try to crack my control
You think it’s a joke
But that sky ain’t fun
Big stone face
Gettin closer to the sun
Every step, déjà vu
Same day, same scream
You turn whole towns
Into bad dreams
Kids freeze mid-game
Like they glued to the street
While you pipe that tune
Tryna watch ’em retreat
You paint on the walls
With cursed little hands
But I walk with a blade
And a borrowed oath planned
I been lost in the woods
I been warped through time
You just borrowed some power
Now you’re out of your mind
[Chorus]
Why you play with the moon like that
Pull it down on their heads like that
Got the whole Termina scared like that
You a skull with a mask
You ain’t built for that
Why you twist every heart like that
Turn a laugh to a curse like that
I rewind just to face you back
You a skull with a mask
I’ma end all that
[Verse 2]
You hide in the swamp
Leave poison in veins
Turn giants to rumors
And joy into stains
Gorons can’t sleep
’Cause you froze their flame
You crack the snow peaks
Then you grin at the pain
You pull on the strings
Of a lonely kid
But I meet the real you
Under all you did
You just wanted some eyes
Wanted someone to stay
Now the whole world bleeds
For the games you play
I sprint through the fields
With a clock in my chest
Every dawn, same rooster
Same failing test
But I learn new faces
Wear their scars and masks
Every curse you made
I undo that fast
You hang in the clouds
Like a sick red bruise
But I call four titans
Make the sky refuse
They hold that weight
While you kick and scream
I climb your tower
End your fever dream
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
You laugh, I load up
You taunt, I show up
You fall, I grow up
I ain’t that kid you rolled up
You play with fate
Like it’s some cheap trick
But I’ve died a hundred times
Just to stop your tick
[Chorus]
Style
rap145 bpm gritty underground rapswung drums and detuned bellsthick sub and eerie choir stabs. verses ride a tightmenacing pocket with double-time inner rhymes; hook explodes with gang-style chants and layered ad-libs. darkcompressed mix with sharp hi-hats and filtered intros/outs for tension. male vocalsaggressive delivery with occasional pitched-down doubles.
Prompt
From Links perspective, talking about how that skull kid is being an ass and messing with the moon and Termina. 145BPM, Rap, styled like Gotillazz
Credits
Prompt byMinouri
GeneratedJan 2, 2026
ModelAria v5
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