Lyrics
[Verse]
Wall Street wolves in tailored fleece,
Feastin' on the broke while they preachin' peace.
CEO's grinnin', teeth sharp like guillotines,
Claimin' progress, but the planet bleeds.
Sellin' dreams in a toxic haze,
Contracts signed with invisible chains.
They buy the charts, they rig the streams,
Dollar signs drowning our hopes and schemes.
[Chorus]
Corporate puppets, dancin' on strings,
Chasin' the cash while the devil sings.
Bought-out beats, hollowed-out kings,
Where’s the soul? Just diamond rings.
[Verse 2]
Rappers flexin' in rented Lambos,
Soul sold cheap for some brand logos.
Lyrics faker than plastic smiles,
Empty bars stackin’ corporate piles.
Fast food beats, fast cash flows,
Art turned product, assembly line shows.
Used to spit truth, now it’s all fluff,
Gentrified culture, enough’s enough.
[Bridge]
Who’s the villain? The suit or the mic?
Both sellin' lies, both takin' bites.
Behind closed doors, they laugh and conspire,
Settin' the world on corporate fire.
Style
eerie synthsraptrapheavy 808sgrittymale vocalsdark atmospheric textures
Prompt
A rap trap song exposing corporate America and calling out modern musicians for being sell outs of corporate greed
Credits
Prompt byLil_Dumbass
GeneratedDec 14, 2025
ModelAria v5
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