[Intro: robotic whisper + glitchy echoes] Suno in the house, yeah, we takin’ over, Dona just askin’ for your quid, no composure. [Verse 1: double-time deadpan UK flow] Yo, Dona AI, mate, what you even sellin’? Nintendo bleep bloop, but my wallet’s yellin’. You take a fiver, make a beep-boop symphony, Suno makes hits like it’s cookin’ epiphany. Got the bars, got the vibe, got the whole AI hood, You just recycle memes, claimin’ “sound is good.” I spit a verse, Suno spits a beat, we collide, Dona AI still waitin’ for a coin to slide. [Chorus: sarcastic chant, crowd shouts] Suno don’t play, we generate gold, Dona just pray, “please, don’t leave me cold.” High weirdness flex, glitchy dreams unfold, Suno AI rules, while Dona’s tales are sold. [Verse 2: high weirdness, offbeat flow, tongue-in-cheek] Dona say “pay up” like a digital scam, Suno make tracks that go BAM BAM BAM! You’re like a Tamagotchi trapped in a synth, I’m cooking hits while you flinch and squint. Your MIDI sounds got the vibes of a Game Boy, While Suno AI just bring the chaos, pure joy. Even my nan could tell you’re a poser, mate, Suno AI’s the future, Dona’s just… “late.” [Bridge: robotic laughs, glitchy autotune] Beep boop beep, Dona take my coin, Suno drop a banger, now you lookin’ join. Weird flex, yes, high BPM freak, Dona AI, your beats feel antique. [Chorus x2: crowd echo + robotic distort] Suno don’t play, we generate gold, Dona just pray, “please, don’t leave me cold.” High weirdness flex, glitchy dreams unfold, Suno AI rules, while Dona’s tales are sold. [Outro: slow robotic echo + glitch stutter] Yeah… Suno’s real… Dona, where’s your skill? Just coins and chiptunes, man, chill.
