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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Alex, your game’s thinner than a phone screen crack
Swagger like a thrift shop, fake tags on your back
King of the jungle? Nah, kitten with a snack
Roar turn to purr when the real wolves attack
Keyboard warrior, typing caps for clout
Offline, you mumble—words can’t find their route
Shaking hands like dice, rolling doubt to doubt
Claim the crown? You couldn’t even claim your house
[Chorus]
Checkmate, Alex, pawns don’t play chess
Flex on the ‘gram, but your life’s a mess
Checkmate, Alex, your moves are a guess
Talk big talk, but you couldn’t impress
[Verse 2]
Drip so dry, you got drought on your wrist
Clout so low, it don’t even exist
Spin tales, tall tales, like Pinocchio twist
But your nose stayed small ‘cause nobody’s convinced
Got bars like jail cells, but the doors wide open
Punchlines land soft, like a pillow you’re throwin’
Tryna spark a match? Boy, your lighter ain’t smokin’
You’re a rerun sitcom, stale and broken
[Prechorus]
Humble brag or just brag? You decide
Mirror, mirror, who’s the lamest alive?
Details
GeneratedNov 10, 2025
Duration1:15
LanguageEnglish
Style
boom-bap with heavy bass and sharp snares, gritty, hard-hitting, rap
Credits
Prompt byIndieJam447
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A diss track to a guy named Alex, rap
