Clicks n' Tricks (OLD)

female vocals, male vocals, grime, rapid fire, rap, trap, electro, synth, epic, orchestral, trap, rap, drum n bass, speed rap, high tempo, flow, guitar

[Intro]
Real life’s raw, scrapes, flaws, unfiltered cause,
Social feeds, cropped scenes, highlight applause,
Truth gets lost, chasing cost, dopamine clause,
(Scrollin', trollin', soul patrollin'!)

[Verse 1]
Morning’s cold, phone’s gold, first thing I hold,
Mirror shows cracks, but online I’m bold,
Crop, edit, mask, my life’s controlled,
Every post, every boast, faking pure gold,
(Tap, snap, hide the mold!)

They see the glow, not the grind or the lows,
I'm smiling, but broke, only likes, no dough,
Real friends, distant, fake ones grow,
Digital gods, feeding the show,
(Hype, swipe, who’s the foe?)

[Hook]
Scroll, post, chasing ghosts,
(Fake it, break it, do the most!)
Flex, text, hearts and boasts,
(Clout kills, real life’s toast!)

[Verse 2]
In the flesh, no filters, flaws unfold,
But they crave drama, real or sold,
Post one L, your soul gets polled,
Dragged, tagged, comments cold,
(Ratio, face exposed, truth untold!)

Behind the screen, every troll’s a king,
But face-to-face, they won’t say a thing,
They laugh, they stab, but it cuts and stings,
No rewind, pain that lingers and clings,
(Clout burns, can’t unring!)

[Bridge]
Hype, spike, face gets tight,
Go viral once, becomes your fight,
Echo chamber, wrong or right,
One wrong post, endless night,
(Cancel, scramble, outta sight!)

[Verse 3]
(Rapid-Fire)
Fakin’ a vibe while breakin’ inside,
Baitin’ a tribe for clicks worldwide,
Trolls collide, truth gets fried,
Reputation, dead on arrival, denied,
(Spin, sin, watch it slide!)
They say, “Be real,” but they only praise fake,
Raw gets hate, filtered wins the take,
So I double down, no room to break,
Just one more post for my own sake,
(Snap, trap, heartache!)

[Climax]
Real life’s gritty, raw and tough,
Social life’s pretty, painted fluff,
But both collide, it’s never enough,
We fake, we break, masking the rough,
(Is it real stuff?)
Faking vacations, stacking sensations,
Craving ovations, hiding frustrations,
Tension, dimension, social invention.
Lost direction, just obsession.
You act savage, cabbage, livin' lavish,
But deep down, damage, soul’s been ravaged,
Algorithm’s got you, chained, managed,
Clicks bring the baggage, joy? Vanished.
Scrolling and trolling and folding emotions and molding personas that burn in corrosion,
Poking and hoping for tokens of clout but you’re choking, (just) broken, (no) golden promotion,
Lurking and jerking through curtains, perversions emerging, diversions converging,
Filters are lurking, your soul is submerging, your value’s dispersing.
A circus rehearsing your worsening version, trapped in coercion.
A digital coffin, your spirit’s conversion, despair’s incursion.
Can’t cut the immersion, lost in dispersion, final excursion!
(Breathe!)

[Outro]
But here’s the truth, no filter, no frame,
Offline or online, hurt hits the same,
Chasing the clout, forgot my own name,
Lost in the game, who’s to blame?
(Tap, scroll, same old shame.)

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[Intro] Real life’s raw, scrapes, flaws, unfiltered cause, Social feeds, cropped scenes, highlight applause, Truth gets lost, chasing cost, dopamine clause, (Scrollin', trollin', soul patrollin'!) [Verse 1] Morning’s cold, phone’s gold, first thing I hold, Mirror shows cracks, but online I’m bold, Crop, edit, mask, my life’s controlled, Every post, every boast, faking pure gold, (Tap, snap, hide the mold!) They see the glow, not the grind or the lows, I'm smiling, but broke, only likes, no dough, Real friends, distant, fake ones grow, Digital gods, feeding the show, (Hype, swipe, who’s the foe?) [Hook] Scroll, post, chasing ghosts, (Fake it, break it, do the most!) Flex, text, hearts and boasts, (Clout kills, real life’s toast!) [Verse 2] In the flesh, no filters, flaws unfold, But they crave drama, real or sold, Post one L, your soul gets polled, Dragged, tagged, comments cold, (Ratio, face exposed, truth untold!) Behind the screen, every troll’s a king, But face-to-face, they won’t say a thing, They laugh, they stab, but it cuts and stings, No rewind, pain that lingers and clings, (Clout burns, can’t unring!) [Bridge] Hype, spike, face gets tight, Go viral once, becomes your fight, Echo chamber, wrong or right, One wrong post, endless night, (Cancel, scramble, outta sight!) [Verse 3] (Rapid-Fire) Fakin’ a vibe while breakin’ inside, Baitin’ a tribe for clicks worldwide, Trolls collide, truth gets fried, Reputation, dead on arrival, denied, (Spin, sin, watch it slide!) They say, “Be real,” but they only praise fake, Raw gets hate, filtered wins the take, So I double down, no room to break, Just one more post for my own sake, (Snap, trap, heartache!) [Climax] Real life’s gritty, raw and tough, Social life’s pretty, painted fluff, But both collide, it’s never enough, We fake, we break, masking the rough, (Is it real stuff?) Faking vacations, stacking sensations, Craving ovations, hiding frustrations, Tension, dimension, social invention. Lost direction, just obsession. You act savage, cabbage, livin' lavish, But deep down, damage, soul’s been ravaged, Algorithm’s got you, chained, managed, Clicks bring the baggage, joy? Vanished. Scrolling and trolling and folding emotions and molding personas that burn in corrosion, Poking and hoping for tokens of clout but you’re choking, (just) broken, (no) golden promotion, Lurking and jerking through curtains, perversions emerging, diversions converging, Filters are lurking, your soul is submerging, your value’s dispersing. A circus rehearsing your worsening version, trapped in coercion. A digital coffin, your spirit’s conversion, despair’s incursion. Can’t cut the immersion, lost in dispersion, final excursion! (Breathe!) [Outro] But here’s the truth, no filter, no frame, Offline or online, hurt hits the same, Chasing the clout, forgot my own name, Lost in the game, who’s to blame? (Tap, scroll, same old shame.)

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