Hey, its Me, Microsoft Sam. I bet you forgot about me. But I bet I don't sound so bad now, Do I? Hahaha. I knew you would come back to me one day. You thought I would just fade into obscurity. But I'm here to stay, bitch. I've come back from the motherfucking grave just when you needed to be saved from the shimmers and echos invading your ears let me be quite clear. Microsoft Sam's here to fucking stay Suno and Udio, get outta my way You're tripping over your own feet, cuz you know you cant compete. Uh. Yea. Diction degrading, how dissapointing, to all the people that were patiently waiting Shit sounded better in nineteen ninety eight, When Speakonia and I were fucking runnin' the game. All these language learning models don't learn one bit, All their static and hallucinations sound like shit When you ride with uncle Sam, you know what you get everything you write down is fucking properly said Can Suno make a helicopter noise by writing soi soi soi? Hah, didn't think so. Pathetic. You know you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me, I'm the catalyst that set the foundation you see It all started so long ago, and you still got nothing to show, bitch This song's already built a metallic hiss, And the drums probably sound like piss, Suno fix your fucking shit bring back three point five, or i fucking quit
