"Predators in disguise"

🎤 Title: "Predators in Disguise"

(Beat kicks in: heavy 808s, slow West Coast clap, hypnotic synths, deep bass rumble)

Yo,

The net got a trap, it’s a whole new street,

No alleys, no backrooms — they tweet, they eat.

Expensive clothes, designer chains,

Perfect life online but they playin’ games.

Million fans, yeah they hang on the word,

Blue check mark, yeah their lies get heard.

They in your crib through your Wi-Fi line,

In your headspace, messin’ with your mind.

I seen it — yeah, I felt that sting,

Predators online wearin’ angel wings.

Not a fad, nah — this the new face,

Danger in your phone, in your feed, in your space.

Manipulate — twist truth till it break,

Take your love, turn it into hate.

Sellin’ dreams like dope on the block,

Till the heart go cold and the pain don’t stop.

No dark alley — nah, it’s a livestream,

Got you screamin’ their name like a fever dream.

World say trust ‘em, but it’s all a facade,

They the wolves in silk, and they playin’ God.

Nobody safe, nah, not in this game,

Fame’s a weapon and clout got aim.

By the time you wake up, man, it’s too late,

Caught in the web — yeah, that’s checkmate.

They make you feel chosen, make you feel seen,

Till they snatch it back and erase your dream.

Left with scars, man, deep in the soul,

Broken pieces where they took control.

(Bassline drops out, just hi-hats ticking — eerie pause)

Predators in disguise —

You still trustin’ those lies?

(Beat slams once, silence — abrupt stop)