[Intro: Filtered beat + Glitched cowboy whistle] No large bodies of water. It’s twenty twenty-five and you ain’t got shit, holmes. [Cartoon spring + Low growl bass rumble] [Build 1: Escalating pitch riser + Vocal stutters] Kick fucking rocks… rocks… rocks… I don’t give a fuck about your IQ test! This ain’t a fucking joke… This ain’t a fucking game to me! [Pitch riser screaming upward → Silence fake-out] [Drop 1: Full bass chaos + Glitch chops] (This ain’t our first fuckin’ rodeo, dog!) [WUB-WUB-WUB-WUB] We don’t give a shit what you think, pal! [Glitch chop] clown-clown-clown… [Bass slam + Laser stabs] [Breakdown: Melodic synth tease + distorted laughter] It’s all circular reasoning with these guys by design… Anytime anything goes away from you It disappears from the bottom up, bro. It’s called the vanishing point. [Pitch sweep down → Build starts again] [Build 2: Faster riser, chopped quotes, crowd clap FX] Appeal to your authority, dude… I know you’re perfect! Appeal to your policies… policies… That’s all you guys do… fallacy… fallacy… one hundred percent! [Pitch riser stuttered in triplets → cut to silence] [Drop 2: Massive growl bass + Glitched vox stabs] This ain’t our first fuckin’ rodeo, dog! [WUB-WUB-WUB → Laser shots → Bass slam] You don’t think we’re used to looking like idiots? [Glitch echo] idiots… idiots… idiots… [Pitch-bent bass wobble + distorted yeehaw] [Outro: Robot voice + fading FX] Don’t follow me, bro… [Robot voice] WE FUCKIN’ WON’T [Cartoon boing + WUB-WUB fading into silence]
