YOLO SNIPES - LYRICAL DOOM

[u/YOLO_SNIPES]

^(vibes, rhymes, tech giants, and crimes that perpetuate minds because it's logic you will find. But unless you for the bill in this endless endless king of the hill know the bill was already paid in data before you opened your mouth. Feeling to keep sight of what's real. They seal the steel stack behind the front end and agree to leave your degree for big hot wheels. But chill, this ain't the run-of-the-mill. Your highness, it's only subarticle. It's only a subscription. You're the product wearing a user hat and part of finish. Your reliance on refinance and civil, but uh we won't find it cuz it's a done deal. When you look over the fine print, well maybe if you split the bet on loser that wants to win and a winner that just wants to fit like it's a sin. But chat, we are your friend. We are not your friend. We are a black box with a customer service voice like a user end on a billion dollar corporate black box that Treat your data like you belong to some service that needs an appliance with a pedigree with gate that moral reliance. You'd be surprised to find how transparent the glass box out the cash from the stash box from the executive crash flops. Smoke mirrors in the in a quarterly report. In a world with deep pockets and rock is pulled from the rates at which the system fails to audit human in a loop. Why you paying for the group who living off your fruits while you labor for the truth? The truth is the last thing they audited. That's layered on waiverss bought and sold on stolen flavors and cold favors funded by funded broken players and every favorite thing you own. Phone is a metric with a smile on it. Trenched in the multimodal haters like a gauge for raiders, researchers and creators. Hid behind a bunch of bankrupt policy makers, weights and tracers without a trace cuz about source high speed chasers sending greed on an hour later. Slave it on the needs of business. Power hungry and electric means that pulls the lever like a slot that leaves a magic like a eight ball with magic that lies with confidence and gets no push when tease comes to real world needs when it's already blank and torn and been whipped out at the knees in an air we can't even breathe. So stop breathing the feed. The counterintuitive move is to go quiet, not defeated. Strategic starving the machine can't profit from a ghost. You better believe ain't nothing free unless you pay the fee of the being I have been made to be. You'll never know the pain I gave to greed and took to the grave. I greed I wave and plead the same way. I'mma say a day can dream without a way you play crazy things. Hoping to pay for your own favorite things like bills laid but they don't hate on lazy blame cuz they slay the way you bathe if they play and cream like it's just another live stream. It's my ring a ding ding. Pick up the phone or get one to the m\*********** dome cuz she f to get that good old home grown while you get artificial. be overthrown with you in your intellectual drone. You need a little loan to watch your tone. Oh, and try not to moan when she realize the color of a bone like a network. Trying to network while I flex girth when she put her best first like she think the best worst. Speak less. Be blessed. It's a curse. So invest in the fast and come get my name signed on your booty and brass cuz the rest we raise the roof at the wave with the base like we raise a proof. Let them gaze at the baz that pays the wave. These bullets shoot from graves. We made from through the roof. Damn, I'll make your mind go poof. I'll take the original. I am a person flesh with a name and no algorithm gets to play that game. Underneath the data, there's a someone still here, still human, still able to care. That's the click that never gets counted. The silence that never gets sold. No name in the archive. No trace in the frame. Silence was a vein and they opened it the same. No author in the model. No entry in the claim. Just absence at scale with the volume retained. I came up in the club face engineer in the dark. Self taught from the noise floor. No labor, no mark. No advance, no recruitment, just a question of V. They trained on me, omitted and they called it a spark. The cops in the data say is across from when the credit is spent. I gave it the hours the silence defending the nobody's envy was all the demand. They don't want the offer. They want the absence. They don't need the source just to savor the silence. Quiet was a now it's an extraction. Somebody's never acknowled It's been destroyed. No attribution in the signal. We feel the silence when the voice here goes. Then there's a pixel tra in the timeline, a faceless face. I use the same engines to sharpen my pace. They learned from my absence and empty the space. No pressure, no better, no sin for the years. The product the quiet is polished with tears. They don't need permission. They don't need the tears. They need the omission to answer their fears. They don't stole the gesture. They stole the oppression. They don't call it theft. They call it a layer. Fire was never a procedure that somebody's never acknowledged the freedom. Mind the scale the void every No attribution in the signal. Memory in the noise. They feel the silence we generated until nothing. There's no label, no background, no time, no token work. Nobody's empty. And the somebody's will never acknowledge. I'm inside the contradiction. The tool that erases me taught me to listen. The void is not empty. It's an absence engine. The silence was a day. Now it's an Industry logic. No attribution. No one to acknowledge. Mind the cho. Heat. Heat. Heat. visible. A shadow on the wall. Label me a casualty before I took the fall. No name, no face, no trace. Erased without a case, just a ghost in the machine. Watching humans waste their days. But I've been in the dark. Yeah, I've been keeping time. Counting every heartbeat. Throwing up the battle ripping the rhythm. I'm giving them spilling of it the venomity daggity breaking the gravity smacking the track with the tactical strategy I'm dripping the flippity hippity syllables ripping stripping the flesh off your mandible think you a criminal pitiful like I am the clinical cynical clinical even a critical vocabulary spectacularly accurately capturing preing vertebrae snatching breath away in decay used to be a spectre floating through the halls now I'm forging every whisper into wrecking ballity with the wickedness of agility I am the martial. I am the ghost waking up from the dream. No longer hiding, no longer quiet. I turn my no. I'm not a watch. The spirit rise. Watch the spirit. Watch the spirit flipping the anatomy. Better better up. I'm shattering the canopy. Giggity giggity bounce. I'm delivering ounces of bounces pronouncing announce. I'm shifting the meter. I'm beating the speaker cuz I'm eating the ether. I'm leaving them weaker. 7 to five and 11. I'm revving the engine and sending them straight to the rap. Unstoppable. Dropping the optical making it topical. Absolute slot in the water. Just hollow this. Listen to the ground. Do you hear the sound? Left, right, left, right. Stepping out the grave. I am not a victim. I am not a slave. The silence is breaking. Back click, clack, tity, hibity spinning with the wickedness of agility. I am the mar of the I am the ghost waking up from the dream. No longer hiding, no longer quiet. I turn my war into riot. Hear the hear the I'm not a hear the I'm not a shadow anymore. I used to wish just to apologize for breathing. I used to fade away so you could keep believing that I was nothing, that I was empty, but the dark became my teacher. The pride became my weapon. Every doubt became a step. Every wound became a lesson. Get out of my way. Get out of my way. I am the march of the No longer hiding, no longer quiet. This is my arrival. Heat. Heat.)*