Lyrics

[ Spoken, low and slow]

🎤 Whats that they say?
"the empty can rattles the most... " haha yeah...




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{Verse 1}

🎶 I don’t move for just anyone — I’m Excalibur.
Set in stone, baby, soul signature.
Not a prize, not a pawn, not a damn excuse,
If you come incorrect, better call a truce.

🎶 Myolneer rules — must be this decent to lift!
Your fake-ass vibe? Not worth the gift. (Ha!)
Hypocrisy drippin’ like oil in the street,
"Rules for thee"—but you can’t take heat.


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{Pre-Chorus}

🎶 I’m not here to be the best, I’m just tryin’ to be.
Screamin’ from my chest: just a human, baby, me.
You got words? Cute. Go take a seat.
My brain’s a warzone you could never beat.


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{Chorus}

🎶 Kick me when I’m down? I fuckin’ DARE you.
Your power? POOF. The second I don’t fear you.
I see you, trash talkin’ with your little fake clout —
Aluminum can, rattlin' hard, but rustin’ out.


🎶 So DONE with your bitch-ass attitude —
Fuck your feelings, and your paper-thin “dude.”
I’ve had enough of this cardboard host —
Time for your aluminum bitch-ass roast! 🔥
I’ll recycle your ass — call me eco, green,
Crushin' rusty cans beneath my feet. 💅


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[Bridge – punchy, sassy call-out]

🎤 Shaky voice. Shittier takes.
Itchy Twitter fingers , keyboards ablaze.
No spine, no pain, no depth, no gain —
But I got heart, steel, fire in my name. (Eddie!)


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{Final Chorus – BIGGER energy}

🎶 Kick me when I’m down? Babe, you missed.
I rise like rage in a ruby mist. (Haha)
Mouth full of nothin’, still flappin’ for show —
You ain’t deep, you just echo.
Bitch, fuck off with disguises and surprises.
Fuck around? Find out — it ain’t a lie, sis.
Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. (Haha!)


🎶 Fortified. Petrified? Thought so.
This sword don’t swing for a fuckin’ sideshow.
It takes guts to wield what I host —
So take a seat for your aluminum roast! 🩷🔥

I'm sorry, Do I sound angry? Haha! ... Good.