## Title: **“Receipts & Rumors”** ### Hook (Narrator / Crowd) One side talkin’ ‘bout receipts, One side talkin’ ‘bout rumors. Same room, different beats, Who’s the DJ, who’s the consumer? You want proof, you want respect, You want facts, you want a check. Two mics, one space, no winner in sight, Just a replay runnin’ all night. --- ### Verse 1 – **DJ (You)** I came to play sets, not babysit pride, You wrote a whole essay just to say I lied. Talkin’ ‘bout my job, talkin’ ‘bout my fee, But all I seen you work is watchin’ over me. You say “show your flyer,” I say “show yours first,” You claim you got proof, but your silence is worse. I’m the one with the crates, with the nights on loop, You the one in every room tryna testify “truth.” --- ### Verse 2 – **503** You say you DJ, but where your work at? I don’t see no footage, just gummies in the back. You talk about cons like you headline shows, But the only bill I see got somebody else’s name bold. You be trollin’ every chat, now you playin’ it cool, You call it independent; I call it bendin’ rules. You say I’m obsessed, but I’m callin’ you out, If you really got motion, why you need this clout? --- ### Hook One side talkin’ ‘bout receipts, One side talkin’ ‘bout rumors. Same room, different beats, Who’s the DJ, who’s the consumer? You want proof, you want respect, You want facts, you want a check. Two mics, one space, no winner in sight, Just a replay runnin’ all night. --- ### Verse 3 – **DJ (You)** You got stories on stories, but no links on deck, You got “files” in your head, I got sets on check. You swear you know my schedule, know my nine‑to‑five, But you never drop receipts, just monologues live. I told you I troll, I don’t hide that fact, But I don’t bend the truth just to get a new act. You want Ty for a judge, want the room as a court, I want peace and a mix and a shorter report. --- ### Verse 4 – **503** You a DJ with no vids, that’s a wild type flex, You be high in every room, crashin’ out on text. You say you independent, say you only want pay, But you lived on this app for like ten hours a day. You keep sayin’ “drop proof,” but you dodge mine too, Sky, Nerd Table, LARP—look what you do. You play villain when it helps, then you play misunderstood, I’m just paintin’ the picture, you just call it no good. --- ### Final Hook (slightly changed) One side leanin’ on receipts, One side leanin’ on rumors. Same room, different beats, Both of y’all stuck in the bloopers. You want peace, you want respect, You want truth, you want a check. Two mics, one space, same tired fight, Hit save on the replay, then cut off the mic.
