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Lyrics
[Verse]
Tongue flicker quicker than a wick in the wind,
Synapse snap, map minds where the riddles begin.
Villain in the syntax, venom in the script,
Spit triplets, my syllables flip, then rip.
Grit’s in the grain, pain stains the refrain,
Cain marked with the spark, but I’m Abel to reign.
Every bar a Babel tower, climb till you slip,
Truth's in the pit, let the phonetics equip.
Drumline marching, my heartbeat’s percussion,
Lungs like a furnace, words burn in combustion.
Miltonic chaos, heaven held in a fist,
Wrists twist, quill dipped, abyss in the mist.
Triple helix, DNA spirals in verse,
Curses reverse, serpents slither in the church.
Breathless, restless, textless scriptures flex,
Complex lex, phoneme streams, vex cortex.
Echoes of the cosmos trapped in my breath,
Steps on the metronome, dance with death.
Bars weave a tapestry, time unwinds,
My rhyme’s the clock, eternal, undefined.
Details
GeneratedNov 13, 2025
Duration0:56
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, poetry, complex, fast beat, rap, boom bap, melodic rap
Credits
Prompt byRAPUNITY
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Verse]: 17 bars anchored by internal multis and triplet bursts on bars 4/8/12, Milton‑style pacing statements, male phonetic poetry pronounceability phonemic boom bap complex melodic rap, fast beat
