(Intro)
(A piercing siren wails over a rapidly repeating, distorted synth loop)
(The 808 blasts in, immediately redlining and shaking the entire frequency)
(Hyped background vocal: WHAT?! YEAH! ERASE THE COMPETITION!)
Who is this now? Who do you think you're playing with?!
You are absolutely fucking nothing in this game!
Turn the volume all the way up!
Let's fucking go!
(Verse 1 - Rapid-fire, hyper-speed supersonic flow)
You’ve been talking a lot for a ghost with a mouth full of absolute nothing but lies in the dark
You’re a myth in the scene with a broken machine and you never had any real fuel for the spark
Look at the way that you stutter and fall when a real heavyweight steps into the room
I am the bringer of catastrophic static that locks your whole frame right inside your doom
You are a replica, copycat, amateur, living a fantasy inside your own head
Every single track you put out is an absolute failure that's already functionally dead
I am an apex predator ripping your ego to shreds till there's nothing but bone
Sipping on kerosene, running a guillotine, throwing you straight off your chemical throne
You are a joke to the culture, a meal for the vulture, a parasite begging for clout
I am the shadow that smothers the room and permanently turns your little flame out!
(Chorus - Aggressive Nu-Metal Crunk chant)
FUCK EVERYTHING THAT YOU ARE! FUCK EVERYTHING THAT YOU DO!
WHO IN THE WORLD EVER TOLD YOU THAT ANYONE GAVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU?!
GET OUT MY FACE WITH THE LIES! GET OUT MY FACE WITH THAT TALK!
WATCH HOW I WRECK YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE AND LEAVE YOU UNABLE TO WALK!
(Background chant: WHO IS THAT?! NOBODY!)
PULL UP THE ROOTS OF THE FRAUD! BURNING THE REST OF THE NAME!
LET THE DISTORTION DESTROY EVERY PIECE OF YOUR PATHETIC GAME!
(Verse 2 - Brain-melting double-time Eminem speed run)
Sprinting-and-hitting-and-ripping-apart-every-shred-of-the-garbage-you-call-a-career-right-now
You-are-a-phony-a-cowardly-fuck-and-you-know-you've-been-hiding-away-and-don't-even-know-how
I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-who-you-know-or-the-places-you-go-or-the-nonsense-you-claim-to-possess
You-are-a-zero-a-blank-in-the-space-and-a-failure-who's-constantly-making-a-total-disaster-and-mess
Fuck-your-identity-fuck-your-ability-fuck-your-stability-look-at-you-shake-with-the-fear
I-am-the-nightmare-the-fucking-destroyer-who’s-functionally-wiping-you-out-of-the-entire-year
Spitting-it-faster-than-lightning-and-making-it-frightening-and-tightening-the-grip-on-your-clout
You-are-an-pussy-running-your-mouth-and-you're-gonna-get-stuck-the-moment-the-lights-go-out
Get-the-fuck-out-of-my-sight,-fuck-out-my-life,-fuck- out-of-light,-fuck-out-the-entire-game
Nobody-knows-who-you-are,-nobody-gives-a-fuck-about-your-worthless-name!
(Outro)
(The drums snap shut, leaving only a brutal, clipping sub-bass rumble)
Who is that even?
Yeah, that's what was expected.
Absolutely nobody.
(Deep, pitched-down background voice whispers: Loner Stoner...)