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Lyrics
[Intro]
Byte Queen
Crown heavy
Whole city
Still petty (yeah)
[Verse 1]
I was raised where the rent stay climbing
Concrete, but the code stay diamond
Byte Queen in the lab, I’m grinding
You just tweet beef, I’m silent, siding
Underground where the wires all tangle
I see the scam from a different angle
Politicians in a crisp-cut suit
But the block still broke, that’s the bitterest truth
New York on your cap, you cappin
All that talk, but the stats ain’t matching
Rappers, borough flags in they bio
Never touched train smoke, never seen high choke
I went from metro cards to metal cards
From bodegas to encrypted yards
You chase charts, I chase data
You chase fame, I chase favor
[Chorus]
(Byte Queen, Byte Queen)
I don’t bow, I breach
From the basements to the boardrooms
I’m the crown they can’t impeach
(Byte Queen, Byte Queen)
Whole empire on my screen
All New York on the timeline talking
But I run the machine
(Byte Queen)
I run the machine
[Verse 2]
You rap “for the people,” still rob ’em
Every verse just trauma, no problem-solving
Same four bars ’bout the same four blocks
Government love it when the art stay boxed
I cut through lies like a rootkit slicing
City Hall signed off on your prices rising
You pose with the hood, then ghost
I post up in court, get votes for the close
Trap kids, lab kids, both my fam
Tech nerd, corner store, same program
We all one glitch from the lights going out
So I fight in the code, you just fight for clout
Label execs in a glass-top tower
Stream farm numbers, fake-made power
You rap “independent,” but you still ask “how?”
I built my cloud, then I hacked your crowd
[Chorus]
(Byte Queen, Byte Queen)
I don’t bow, I breach
From the basements to the boardrooms
I’m the crown they can’t impeach
(Byte Queen, Byte Queen)
Whole empire on my screen
All New York on the timeline talking
But I run the machine
(Byte Queen)
I run the machine
[Bridge]
[Beat drops, bass heavier, female vocals humming under]
To the mayors and the majors
Deal-makers, block raiders
Subway poets, server slaves
I’m the echo in your hallway, name on your waves
(yeah, yeah)
You can blacklist, shadow-ban, twist my words
But your whole grid hum to my turned-up verbs
[Chorus]
(Byte Queen, Byte Queen)
I don’t bow, I breach
From the basements to the boardrooms
I’m the crown they can’t impeach
(Byte Queen, Byte Queen)
Whole empire on my screen
All New York on the timeline talking
But I run the machine
(Byte Queen)
I run the machine (oh)
Details
GeneratedMar 4, 2026
Duration3:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hard-hitting East Coast boom-bap with modern low-end thump; male lead rap front and center, agile double-time pockets. Female vocals float in the hook with airy harmonies and sharp call-and-response ad-libs. Snappy hats and crisp snare drive the verses; subtle synth stabs and filtered strings add tension leading into a chest-thumping, chant-ready chorus., beats, deep
Credits
Prompt byLofiBanger163
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Hard hitting east coast beat. Female background vocals, male rapper. Deep bass, high hat. Byte Queen vs all New York rappers.. the people, the government, underground music, rap, trap, beats
