

Prompt / Lyrics
Intro – whispering voices, slow distorted beat) Darkness on the screen... Every scroll a scream... They tell lies, divide lives — welcome to the feed. This the dark world. (Verse 1) They say black boys thugs, but they kings in chains, Callin’ whole nations savage just to cover their stains. Say the East full of spies — but who tapped the line? They control the story, erase the design. Said the Middle East fire, but who lit the match? Then blame the children for the ash. Say Latinos bring the crime, But forget who crossed the line. Africa? Nah, they show huts and flies, Hide gold mines and diamond skies. Callin’ Asians robots, no soul — But they ancient flame, deep and bold. Talk peace, but sellin’ war, Lies coded in the algorithm’s core. (Chorus – dark, heavy synths) 🌑 This a dark world, full of fake truths, Internet twistin’ what they show you. Every post another disguise, Every click just feeds the lies. This a dark world, mind control, Facts get buried in a blackhole. Watch ‘em point and watch ‘em judge — But they all puppets, holdin’ a grudge. (Verse 2) Say women all gold diggers, but men don’t feel, Say every nation out to kill. They put fear in the frame, hate in the flame, But behind the screen, they play the game. No love for the brown or the poor, They label whole groups like a dirty war. They say "freedom," but it’s bait, Keep us locked inside the gate. Europe suit and ties, but they wrote the pain, Covered it up in a flag with a name. USA — say they heroes, But how many died from their zeros? Say Muslims all terror — nah, that’s cap, They peaceful souls, but they twist the map. (Chorus – louder, more aggressive) 🌑 This a dark world, full of fake truths, Internet twistin’ what they show you. Every post another disguise, Every click just feeds the lies. This a dark world, mind control, Facts get buried in a blackhole. Watch ‘em point and watch ‘em judge — But they all puppets, holdin’ a grudge. (Bridge – echoed voice, demonic tone) You think you see truth? You think the world’s real? Everything you believe... just another reel. Scroll again. Feed the beast. (Outro – beat fades into static) Dark world… It ain’t light behind that glow. They sell fear in high-def shows. People divided… but who wrote the code? Not the people. Not the streets. Just the ones who never speak.
Tags
Demonic Trap / Rap, male
4:00
No
7/24/2025