CutieXecute & Zack Steele - Diprosopus (Remastered 2) (Submitted Ver)

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[Instrumental Intro | ominous build]

[Anti-Drop Intro | eerie stretched delivery]
Paranoooooiiiiid...

[Intro | taunting call-and-response]
Don't test me, don't touch me
(Sometimes I wish they would)
Don't test me, don't touch me
(Sometimes I think they should)
Don't test me, don't touch me
(Sometimes I think they could)
Don't test, don't test me
(I’m out here giving dirty looks like Eastwood.)

[Drop | aggressive pickup]
I’m out here looking for a fight, mean right hook.

[Verse 1 | hard jagged rap | confrontational spiral]
Alright, OK, so maybe there’s a problem.
Fight night melee might be racing to the bottom.
I’m coming out swinging, with wanton abandon.
Blowing up at everybody like a loaded cannon.

Despite the spite today’s a new direction.
But my anger is a Molotov of scaled proportion.
I don’t pander, to be frank I don’t like your insinuation.
Doesn’t matter, leave nothing to interpretation.

Lately I kinda feel pissed off.
A cocked gun ready to go off.
These pills don’t help cover up enough.
I’m boiling over, composure is getting rough.

[Verse 1 Reply | clean direct rap]
It's crazy how you run your mouth like that
I drop a track that is close to my heart
You spend your time talking about dumb shit in the chat
Leave my heart shattered all alone in the dark

Meanwhile next track, some superficial ass shit
Saying that they slop is so dope
Y'all ready to jump on top of anyone else dick
As long as it's someone you know

Don't test me, lest you see the bias at its eventual peak
You got me stricken with grief, as if the problem is me
I support y'all when I ain't even dropping a track
But you ain't supporting me back, I'm alone in the pack

[Pre-Chorus Reply | lucid anger]
I'm ready to crash out
About to be getting the brass off
I think we got some shit we gotta hash out
Like you living in a glass house

[Chorus | melodic rap-singing hook]
Don't touch me
(Sometimes I wish they would)
Don't tell me that I'm crazy
(Sometimes I think they should)
Y'all be really pissing me off greatly
And I don't care if you hate me
It's your fault that you a hypocrite lately

[Chorus Reply | cold answer]
Everyone I meet got someone’s meat in their mouth.
Kinda wonder if they realize they seed doubt.
Is this a loving environment or competition?
Cause it feels like everyone’s a cunt on a mission.

[Post-Chorus | clipped sneer]
I’ve seen more unity in nuclear fission.
Ironic for a solid piece of wall that never listens.

[stretched nasal drop]
Paranoooooiiiiid.

[Verse 2 | venomous jagged rap | uglier emphasis]
They want all my compliments, they’re happy to see me [pause] Doubt.
But when it’s my turn for flowers they’re happy to see me [pause] Out.
Exceptional lips, exhibitionist when the dick is trendy [pause] Clout.
Rumor spreading tumor, cyst, cancer, chemotherapy of the mouth.

“We’re all about positivity”, then why you acting shifty?
Miss me with that shit, fertilizer, messy.
Cat got your tongue? Squirm. No drama.
Hand wrung, worm, expect karma.

I see you drop out like a phone call, YOU HEAR ME NOW!?
Stalling barren bitch ain’t even worth it, can’t reap what you sauw.
I feel you, maybe I’m a little too vague, fake.
Maybe I’m a little too sage, awake.

[Verse 2 Reply | clean rap]
But go ahead, tell me how I'm the problem
Time for the grievance to zero them out if you got them
Guess why you don't got one
Because fucking OG don't give a fuck if you are or you're not one

I mean what I say when I say it
I don't play the same games y'all be playing
I don't just like the songs on the playlist
You self-centered and self-righteous, it's dangerous

Y'all act like I'm the villain, let's just face it
Y'all gatekeep the group like there's a waitlist
Y'all act like all your music is the greatest
And I'm the only one who's brave enough to say it

[Chorus | repeat]

[Verse 3 | escalating pressure]
Not a declaration of war just a warning before the meds can’t help anymore.
I feel in my core, you’re all acting for sure, introduce me with a tour on your best behavior,
but your character’s poor, cheap demeanor.

You think I don’t see the cliques?
Sucking dicks for relevant clicks?
Like for like synergy? That’s parasite energy.
Every like you got is from muscle memory.

[Breakdown | broken cadence]
Interaction? Wrong. Lucky if you catch a stray mention.
They didn’t even hear your song, sensory deprivation.
Desperation? Maybe. Feels like I’m going crazy.
Cause everyone mutated and grew two faces lately.

[Breakdown Reply | controlled fury]
Don't test me, you want to ignore me but it's hard to
You want me to bite back but mirrors don't argue
I ain't calling for justice, I ain't asking for help
I provide the rope and let y'all hang yourself

I care too much about the outlet to let you stay this disgusting
I can't sit back and pretend it means nothing
That's why I'm confronting, I don't fuck with the false love
Don't test me don't try me don't touch me

[Chorus | repeat | full power before outro]

[outro]

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[Instrumental Intro | ominous build] [Anti-Drop Intro | eerie stretched delivery] Paranoooooiiiiid... [Intro | taunting call-and-response] Don't test me, don't touch me (Sometimes I wish they would) Don't test me, don't touch me (Sometimes I think they should) Don't test me, don't touch me (Sometimes I think they could) Don't test, don't test me (I’m out here giving dirty looks like Eastwood.) [Drop | aggressive pickup] I’m out here looking for a fight, mean right hook. [Verse 1 | hard jagged rap | confrontational spiral] Alright, OK, so maybe there’s a problem. Fight night melee might be racing to the bottom. I’m coming out swinging, with wanton abandon. Blowing up at everybody like a loaded cannon. Despite the spite today’s a new direction. But my anger is a Molotov of scaled proportion. I don’t pander, to be frank I don’t like your insinuation. Doesn’t matter, leave nothing to interpretation. Lately I kinda feel pissed off. A cocked gun ready to go off. These pills don’t help cover up enough. I’m boiling over, composure is getting rough. [Verse 1 Reply | clean direct rap] It's crazy how you run your mouth like that I drop a track that is close to my heart You spend your time talking about dumb shit in the chat Leave my heart shattered all alone in the dark Meanwhile next track, some superficial ass shit Saying that they slop is so dope Y'all ready to jump on top of anyone else dick As long as it's someone you know Don't test me, lest you see the bias at its eventual peak You got me stricken with grief, as if the problem is me I support y'all when I ain't even dropping a track But you ain't supporting me back, I'm alone in the pack [Pre-Chorus Reply | lucid anger] I'm ready to crash out About to be getting the brass off I think we got some shit we gotta hash out Like you living in a glass house [Chorus | melodic rap-singing hook] Don't touch me (Sometimes I wish they would) Don't tell me that I'm crazy (Sometimes I think they should) Y'all be really pissing me off greatly And I don't care if you hate me It's your fault that you a hypocrite lately [Chorus Reply | cold answer] Everyone I meet got someone’s meat in their mouth. Kinda wonder if they realize they seed doubt. Is this a loving environment or competition? Cause it feels like everyone’s a cunt on a mission. [Post-Chorus | clipped sneer] I’ve seen more unity in nuclear fission. Ironic for a solid piece of wall that never listens. [stretched nasal drop] Paranoooooiiiiid. [Verse 2 | venomous jagged rap | uglier emphasis] They want all my compliments, they’re happy to see me [pause] Doubt. But when it’s my turn for flowers they’re happy to see me [pause] Out. Exceptional lips, exhibitionist when the dick is trendy [pause] Clout. Rumor spreading tumor, cyst, cancer, chemotherapy of the mouth. “We’re all about positivity”, then why you acting shifty? Miss me with that shit, fertilizer, messy. Cat got your tongue? Squirm. No drama. Hand wrung, worm, expect karma. I see you drop out like a phone call, YOU HEAR ME NOW!? Stalling barren bitch ain’t even worth it, can’t reap what you sauw. I feel you, maybe I’m a little too vague, fake. Maybe I’m a little too sage, awake. [Verse 2 Reply | clean rap] But go ahead, tell me how I'm the problem Time for the grievance to zero them out if you got them Guess why you don't got one Because fucking OG don't give a fuck if you are or you're not one I mean what I say when I say it I don't play the same games y'all be playing I don't just like the songs on the playlist You self-centered and self-righteous, it's dangerous Y'all act like I'm the villain, let's just face it Y'all gatekeep the group like there's a waitlist Y'all act like all your music is the greatest And I'm the only one who's brave enough to say it [Chorus | repeat] [Verse 3 | escalating pressure] Not a declaration of war just a warning before the meds can’t help anymore. I feel in my core, you’re all acting for sure, introduce me with a tour on your best behavior, but your character’s poor, cheap demeanor. You think I don’t see the cliques? Sucking dicks for relevant clicks? Like for like synergy? That’s parasite energy. Every like you got is from muscle memory. [Breakdown | broken cadence] Interaction? Wrong. Lucky if you catch a stray mention. They didn’t even hear your song, sensory deprivation. Desperation? Maybe. Feels like I’m going crazy. Cause everyone mutated and grew two faces lately. [Breakdown Reply | controlled fury] Don't test me, you want to ignore me but it's hard to You want me to bite back but mirrors don't argue I ain't calling for justice, I ain't asking for help I provide the rope and let y'all hang yourself I care too much about the outlet to let you stay this disgusting I can't sit back and pretend it means nothing That's why I'm confronting, I don't fuck with the false love Don't test me don't try me don't touch me [Chorus | repeat | full power before outro] [outro]

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