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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You say you studied chaos
Watched your habits slowly spread
Dirty dishes, dead routines
Dust collecting in your head
You name it “entropy,” huh
Like science signed your slip
As if the universe itself
Pushed the pen out of your grip
You scroll until it’s sunrise
Call it “fate,” call it “the void”
But discipline’s the thing you dodge
Then blame it all on “null and void”
You want change? Then change a minute
Make that minute break a chain
You been praying for a lightning strike
But never walked out in the rain
[Chorus]
You felt the entropy, cool
But entropy ain’t an excuse
You let the rust wrap ‘round you
Then scream the cage is abuse
You want direction or comfort?
I only offer the first
You want a map or a mattress?
Pick one and live with the hurt
[Verse 2]
You love big words, small effort
Quote books you never read
Say “everything falls apart”
But you ain’t even made the bed
You chasing higher meaning
In a body running low
Running laps inside your browser
But your sneakers never go
I’m not here to pat your shoulder
I’m here to flip your desk
Tip your cup, spill all your patterns
Make you clean up your own mess
You say you fear the future
But you feeding it your hours
You water weeds with perfect care
Then cry the garden overpowers
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
You want truth?
You’re not “lost,” you’re hiding
Behind trends, behind timing
Behind, “I’m just vibing”
Your life’s not a thesis
It’s a series of choices
Turn down the background noise
Hear your own voices
Today is small, I get it
But small stacks into tall
You been worshipping decay
Instead of catching every fall
So stand up, start ugly
Start clumsy, start late
You can study every law of change
Or you can change your own weight
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 31, 2025
Duration3:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody boom-bap with modern punch, sparse piano stabs and a brooding bass line. Verses sit in a tight pocket with dry male vocals up front, subtle vinyl grit. Hook widens with stacked chant-style doubles, filtered synth pad, and a heavier kick pattern. Final chorus adds ad-libs and slight saturation for a gritty, triumphant lift., hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
Plumpy
PlumpyModelAria v5
Prompt
A song about a teacher orienting their pupil, because of the stagnation they've went through. The pupil noticed that entropy and wants change. The master is being serious, not sugar coat, rap, hip hop
