Blueprint & Receipt

[Intro Whispered vocal cue Ambient metal drone] UH... UH... UH... [Verse 1 Spoken whisper Layered acoustic guitar Low tension build] They cheered my code my clean design Said together we’ll have a fine time I poured my know into foreign lands And funneled all the gold through their hands [Chorus Folk melody Glitch filter Tape decay Slowed vocals Heavy industrial beat] My name on the blueprint fades It’s what they call a fair trade I bleed... and they hide the blade I was the bridge the open door Now I’m the joke in the corner On the floor A pat on the cheek Still asking for more Call it deceit Then hand me the receipt [Verse 2 Spoken rap Confessional tone Sparse metal guitar pulse] I thought I threw an awesome pitch But found I'm just a foreign bitch Milk me Bilk me ... Then ditch me in a ditch [Bridge Part 1 Harmonic drone Bowed metal strings Broken chant] A patent’s fine and dandy And some say it’s quite handy But if your idea’s big You're just a roasting pig [Bridge Part 2 Low chant Metal distortion Alarm textures Growing growl] Not saying just that look Not guilty just the crook They hand you a bag saying it’s cash But when you get home it’s all just ash [Hook Whisper to growl Transition Metal beat rising Shouted vocals] Steal it Seal it Scale it Sell it Screw me ideas are for losers He who makes it wins it [Breakdown Spoken word Glitch folk drone Distorted sublayer vocals] They keep telling us You want them You need their market And we nod dumb eager Chasing pennies while they invent the ledger Stalin said he wanted to buy our rope And now we buy their hope Hobbled lemmings Limping toward a cliff White trade flags waving Marching and gagged Money’s whiff useless trolling Toward anyone who sees And yet We're In this carnival of ruin Dancing to a broken tune The truth Yeah the truth But no worries We seem to like the abuse As long as Amazon hurries To send mom a gift card So she can sit In some Starbucks booth [Spoken bridge Industrial swells Spoken rhythmic delivery] When rules don’t fit They change them And when that doesn’t do it They change us We’re in Deepseek’s game The chess board shifts The conman grifts Rules are lame Fool me once HOLY HELL We’ve been fools a thousand times At the same storefront And still We show up HOLYYYYY HELL! Nothing to sell An empty shell [Final chorus Glitch folk opening Explodes into metal distortion and full-throat vocals] Huh My name was on the blueprint Now they sell it back With zero shame Their logo scratched out my name The flame to get them in the game Their foundation built on my shame A sacrifice to their deceit I see it’s not enough As they hand me the receipt [Outro Glitched repeat Echo distortion Volcanic scream ending] Blueprint Receipt Blueprint Receipt Receipt eat eat EAT ME