Butterfly amigo

Phonk, Piano, Bell, Drift phonk, Upbeat, High energy, Cynical, Female dark low vocaloid vocals

(Scratches) Yo…
(Verse 1)
Stepped in this realm, where the trees whisper secrets,
Sunlight drippin' through leaves, like golden sequins.
You roll up, chrome rims glistenin', bass thumpin' loud,
Thinkin' you own this space, standin' proud in the crowd.
But this ain't your concrete jungle, your asphalt domain,
This is ancient ground, where magic still reigns.
I'm connected to the roots, the earth beneath my feet,
While you're disconnected, lost in the concrete heat.
You try to front, with your chains and your swagger,
But your energy's off, like a broken dagger.
My butterfly amigos, they flutter and sway,
Unimpressed by your show, they just look away.
(Chorus)
Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego,
Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo.
Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego,
Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo.
(Verse 2)
You rap about riches, the cars and the clothes,
Superficial obsessions, everybody knows.
While I'm findin' wisdom in the rustlin' leaves,
And the gentle murmur of the forest breeze.
You chase the fleeting highs, the temporary thrills,
I'm grounded in nature, where true power stills.
You're a product of the system, a cog in the machine,
I'm a free spirit, livin' the forest scene.
You try to intimidate with your icy stare,
But my gaze reflects back, a truth you can't bear.
My butterfly amigos, they dance in the light,
Unfazed by your darkness, they shine ever so bright.
(Chorus)
Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego,
Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo.
Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego,
Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo.
(Bridge)
This ain't a battle of rhymes, it's a clash of souls,
You're trapped in a box, while my spirit freely roams.
You're blinded by the glitter, the artificial shine,
I see the true beauty, the divine design.
(Verse 3)
You came here seeking validation, a pat on the back,
But you're in the wrong place, on the wrong track.
This forest is a sanctuary, a place of peace,
Where superficiality and ego cease.
You can't buy your way in, can't fake your way through,
This connection is real, it's honest and true.
My butterfly amigos, they whisper and gleam,
A silent judgment, a powerful dream.
(Chorus)
Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego,
Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo.
Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego,
Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo.
(Outro)
Yeah… Candyman… but not the horror flick,
This is a different kind of magic, quick.
(Mic drop)

(Outro)
Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego,
Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo.
Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego,
Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo.
(Outro)
Yeah… Candyman… but not the horror flick,
This is a different kind of magic, quick.
(Mic drop)

[End]

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(Scratches) Yo… (Verse 1) Stepped in this realm, where the trees whisper secrets, Sunlight drippin' through leaves, like golden sequins. You roll up, chrome rims glistenin', bass thumpin' loud, Thinkin' you own this space, standin' proud in the crowd. But this ain't your concrete jungle, your asphalt domain, This is ancient ground, where magic still reigns. I'm connected to the roots, the earth beneath my feet, While you're disconnected, lost in the concrete heat. You try to front, with your chains and your swagger, But your energy's off, like a broken dagger. My butterfly amigos, they flutter and sway, Unimpressed by your show, they just look away. (Chorus) Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego, Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo. Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego, Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo. (Verse 2) You rap about riches, the cars and the clothes, Superficial obsessions, everybody knows. While I'm findin' wisdom in the rustlin' leaves, And the gentle murmur of the forest breeze. You chase the fleeting highs, the temporary thrills, I'm grounded in nature, where true power stills. You're a product of the system, a cog in the machine, I'm a free spirit, livin' the forest scene. You try to intimidate with your icy stare, But my gaze reflects back, a truth you can't bear. My butterfly amigos, they dance in the light, Unfazed by your darkness, they shine ever so bright. (Chorus) Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego, Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo. Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego, Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo. (Bridge) This ain't a battle of rhymes, it's a clash of souls, You're trapped in a box, while my spirit freely roams. You're blinded by the glitter, the artificial shine, I see the true beauty, the divine design. (Verse 3) You came here seeking validation, a pat on the back, But you're in the wrong place, on the wrong track. This forest is a sanctuary, a place of peace, Where superficiality and ego cease. You can't buy your way in, can't fake your way through, This connection is real, it's honest and true. My butterfly amigos, they whisper and gleam, A silent judgment, a powerful dream. (Chorus) Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego, Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo. Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego, Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo. (Outro) Yeah… Candyman… but not the horror flick, This is a different kind of magic, quick. (Mic drop) (Outro) Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego, Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo. Lookin' like Candyman, eyes brighter than my ego, Mystical forest flow, yeah, you ain't impressin' my amigo. (Outro) Yeah… Candyman… but not the horror flick, This is a different kind of magic, quick. (Mic drop) [End]

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