Ain't Never Gonna Say No Never | Broba

⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔ Ayyyy Word Rebels and Poetry Queens! 👑💅🔥 Hold my crown, cause apparently the AI language police just declared war on... common words?! Girl, seriously?! Some self-appointed AI vampire hunters are out there chasing neon, arresting shadows and interrogating innocent little whispers like they've uncovered the biggest literary crime syndicate in history. Babe, you found a metaphor, not a murder weapon! 💀😂 But this Queen ain't surrendering her vocabulary to anybody's suspicious little checklist. So keep counting those neons, Babe. Broba's got poetry to write, crowns to wear and absolutely ZERO permission slips to sign. My words. My rules. My F***** crown. Mic drop. BROBA OUT! 🎤 Yours, Broba 👑💋 ⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔L Y R I C S ⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔ [Intro] Ayyyy, Siiiis! Hold my crown, we got a situation! The word police got a new occupation! AI vampire hunters? Girl, seriously? Hunting down adjectives? Literally? Oh, that's cute. That's sooo cute. Now watch the Queen glitch your rulebook. Oopsie! [Verse 1] Neon crowns hiding bloody scars, Apparently my words belong to stars. "Echoes", "shadows", "whispers", "glow", AI said 'em first? Girl, hell no! "Unravel", "ignite", "a tapestry of dreams", Now every damn metaphor's guilty, it seems. "Delve" too deep? "Ethereal" too bright? Babe, since when did you copyright the night? I glitched my banned word list, Gave that censorship a royal twist. No drama, no big deal, no appeal, Just my high heels crushing your seal. [Pre-Chorus] No, no, no, don't say "neon"! No, no, no, don't say "shine"! No, no, no, don't say "echo"! Bro, since when ain't words of mine? No this, No that, No way, No how, Bro, who made you king of language now? [Chorus] No, I ain't never gonna say no never! No, I ain't nobody's copy, whatever! No rules, no chains, no template, no shame, No vampire hunter gonna own my name! Slay my words, let the syllables glow, No, I ain't got no permission to show! Too much "no"? Well, no, no, NO! Crown on blast, let the whole thing blow! [Verse 2] Ayy, here come the hunters with a checklist, Babe, Scanning every lyric like a linguistic raid. "That sounds like AI!" Oh, what a surprise! You found a common word? Somebody call FBI! Bro, you're crawling under my skin, With your little word hunt, where do I begin? "Whispers" got banned, "shadows" got flagged, My beautiful language got digitally bagged. So if a bot says "love", we can't love no more? If it says "heart", we throw ours on the floor? If it says "soul", do we lose that too? Babe, who really gets programmed... me or you? My figurative language ain't no cruel crime scene, I'm the main character, mate, no NPC on screen. You call it detection, I call it obsession, Your word-police hobby needs a new profession! [Pre-Chorus] No, no, no, don't be poetic! No, no, no, that's synthetic! No, no, no, don't sound too clean! Bro, your paranoia's getting cinematic! [Chorus] No, I ain't never gonna say no never! No, I ain't nobody's copy - Babe whatever! No rules, no chains, no template, no shame, No vampire hunter gonna own my name! Slay my words, let the syllables glow, No, I ain't got no permission to shine and show! Too much "no"? Well, no, no, NO! Crown on blast... let the whole thing blow! [Bridge] No reason to argue... Be mean, be a queen. Be however you want to be. Whatever you do, Do not be no one's template. Oh, wait... Double negative? Grammar police having a panic attack? No, I ain't not gonna never stop! Put another "no" on top! No, I don't need no validation, For my lexical liberation! [Verse 3] Real talk, Babe, words ain't your property, Language belongs to whole humanity. A.I. can repeat 'em a million times, Still can't steal the soul behind my rhymes. I ain't shrinking my vocabulary, For some A.I. dictionary fairy. Your algorithm panic? Not my disease. I'm serving royal poetry "with extra cheese!" You can count my "neons", audit my "glow", Put my "shadows" in a spreadsheet row. But my voice ain't yours to approve, And your little red flags can't kill my groove. [Final Chorus] NO, NO, NO... I WON'T OBEY! NO, NO, NO... I'LL WRITE MY WAY! No filter, no leash, no linguistic cage, This Queen owns every word on her page! No, I ain't never gonna say no never! No, I ain't nobody's copy - Babe whatever! Too many "no's"? Bro, here comes ten! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! ...And I'll do it again! [Outro] Ayyyy, Siiiis! Let me make one thing crystal clear. I say what I want. I write what I want. I rhyme how I want. And I sure as hell don't need your approval. I'll be busy creating. You'll be busy complaining. No drama. No big deal. No appeal. Sorry, not sorry. Royal decree: My words. My rules. My F******* crown. Mic drop... BROBA OUT! ⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔ BROBA ⛔🇳🇴⛔🇳🇴⛔ AI-GENERATED CONTENT in accordance with Art. 50 EU AI Act Regulation (EU) 2024/1689 © 2026 (Text & Concept) by Nur ein Mensch. All rights reserved. Music & sound design generated with Suno AI © 2026 | Suno.com is responsible for any licensed samples or content used, in accordance with their terms of use. Unauthorized commercial use or duplication of these lyrics is prohibited. Big shoutout to: #TrYa #storytellerz #sunofam2.0 #house33 #SOFU