Ever seen... (Heavier version)

Screamo rap, energetic, sludge, sludge rap, ensemble cast, unhinged, melodic, gotham atmosphere

Published version: https://suno.com/s/ZRR5RaYMbwUnBcH2
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Ever seen bat bones break like glass ("what?")
Ever seen hundred fifty G's
Blow up like that ("Uh!?")
Don't need it (you don't need it)
Just burn it (yeah burn it) 
("Are you guys fucking kidding me!?")
What that ain't makin' yo free?
That shit don't make yo happy?
("You guys got fucking-")
-Yeah I know
We got issues
Arkham already knows
We breathe issues

("So you morons are fine being poor ass bitches?")
"Yep, don't need that shit, tell him!"

Yo Fo real 
Ever seen the peng’ ("Cobblepot?")
Puffed up to the bling feathery slitherin tuxedo col-flexin
Canonical 'bring things' cigar smokin little thing
Fillin pockets to the brim like any o that would ever shield him
("He's doing better than you piss poor asses!")
"Is he?"—
Oswald may grins but the mask still slips 
Cobbled his pots but the die ain't kin (woop)
On thin ice but it starts to crack (crack!)
Moneypot breaks too heavy to track (track!)
Right on edge it's goin' to ash (ash!)
Bird can't swim got fed up too fat (woops)
Lost his chance to bring up the pact (byebye)

[Voice sample: Bulletin news]
"We interrupt this program to announce the death of business man Oswald Cobblepot earlier today"

[Shocked voice]
("You guys didn't!?...............")

HAHAHAHA

Ever seen bat bones break like glass ("no?")
Ever seen hundred fifty G's
Blow up like that ("Hey!")
Don't need it (need it)
Back to nothin' (nothin') ("You guys are fucking insane!")
What that ain't makin' yo free?
That shit don't make yo happy?
Yeah I know
We got issues
All Gotham knows
We have issues

[James] "Yo here! Hey listen"

Just thinkin' 'bout it? 
Yeah shit ain't gonna save yo 
Gotta shift your thinkin' 
For that I'm gonna help y'all
Let's go back from the start, Falcone's cohort
The Roman in the north who brought his musk up to the throne
Family magnality monopoly night life steady dripped in lawyery fisted legality with vanity and yet unknown fallacy. Spirituality's gone finally, morality's criminality, formally personality new reality mentality's brutality, all banalities, formalities.
Caesar of the empire, nice suits fancy meal on the dime of the soldiers
Reigned with terror, respect was anchor, until quo's changed, rise of the supers
New blood was power, his own poison
DNA filled wealth but son wouldn't see reason
Left on holiday, big plan for a vacation (New resort!)
Familia's invited, even brought some as attraction (Woo!)
Won't lie guy made a downright killin', 
Smile wedged wide he was big time chillin'
Red poured wine in the street that night
Carmine plans all realigned,
Paranoia led hyperforia to persona non gratta causa mania fueled lethargia rich insomnia,
From parasomniac hysteria to psychosomnia 
Ain't no point fleein' the screams once psychosis' got to ya
Still he tried, ketamined his blood to numbmia
Threw money at the pills they still went "fuck ya'"
Tried it alll: therapy meds etcetera, stress don't evade the mills
Spent his nights beggin' Nirvana when the thang's someone else's lease
Kept takin' more, Mr Freeze'd be shame, and soon all ties were burning in flames
Mista Don ask me how was self-described Ready Playa Uno
All gas no brain, caught pants down with a "ain't that"
Truly Gotham's Roman, Caesar the conqueror
Right up to the daggers
And just like Rome, the mansion became a pyre
Prestige and legacy in flames, burned like fucking rags
The king was dead...long live the ashes

(But what about the bat?) 
Didn't forget!
Cape wearin' swagger roots with a taste for danger
Dark knight of the night, but watch out for the anger
Big suit big tech all decked out like a flex
Leather strap, kevlar vest still goin' out in spandex
Got the muscle got the mind but keep runnin' for time
Meanwhile the joker's always fine, laughin' right through all of his lines

HAHAHAHA

We faced him off, many times, 
Still gettin' out at night
Respect his skills respect the grind
But got nothin' on our minds
Broken bones, ribs multiplied (divided)
Yet we're still the one's laughin'
Somethin' to be thinkin',
Ever seen him say "Yeah I'm happy!"!?
So Big J (boss) had it right
Wildcard's of Gotham's has insight
Chaostistry of anarchy is deciding what makes yo free
No need for more, just slowsdown the course
Still flexin'? then you ain't got it
It's not about the things it's about the mind
Not about the peak it's about the climb
Run after stacks to get heaven's stairway
I just need a smoke and time 
10 out of 10 I'll reach the divine
Comfort's in my zone, I don't seek it
Freedom is my throne, 'cause I know it (peace o mind!)

"Money ain't the problem, nothin's free" 
"But it's just easy mode for the brain"
"Not worryin'... now that's your true endgame....."

Yeah I know
We got issues.......
And it's that you're not like us

HAHAHAHA

[Instrumental outro]
"Why so serious?"

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Published version: https://suno.com/s/ZRR5RaYMbwUnBcH2 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Ever seen bat bones break like glass ("what?") Ever seen hundred fifty G's Blow up like that ("Uh!?") Don't need it (you don't need it) Just burn it (yeah burn it) ("Are you guys fucking kidding me!?") What that ain't makin' yo free? That shit don't make yo happy? ("You guys got fucking-") -Yeah I know We got issues Arkham already knows We breathe issues ("So you morons are fine being poor ass bitches?") "Yep, don't need that shit, tell him!" Yo Fo real Ever seen the peng’ ("Cobblepot?") Puffed up to the bling feathery slitherin tuxedo col-flexin Canonical 'bring things' cigar smokin little thing Fillin pockets to the brim like any o that would ever shield him ("He's doing better than you piss poor asses!") "Is he?"— Oswald may grins but the mask still slips Cobbled his pots but the die ain't kin (woop) On thin ice but it starts to crack (crack!) Moneypot breaks too heavy to track (track!) Right on edge it's goin' to ash (ash!) Bird can't swim got fed up too fat (woops) Lost his chance to bring up the pact (byebye) [Voice sample: Bulletin news] "We interrupt this program to announce the death of business man Oswald Cobblepot earlier today" [Shocked voice] ("You guys didn't!?...............") HAHAHAHA Ever seen bat bones break like glass ("no?") Ever seen hundred fifty G's Blow up like that ("Hey!") Don't need it (need it) Back to nothin' (nothin') ("You guys are fucking insane!") What that ain't makin' yo free? That shit don't make yo happy? Yeah I know We got issues All Gotham knows We have issues [James] "Yo here! Hey listen" Just thinkin' 'bout it? Yeah shit ain't gonna save yo Gotta shift your thinkin' For that I'm gonna help y'all Let's go back from the start, Falcone's cohort The Roman in the north who brought his musk up to the throne Family magnality monopoly night life steady dripped in lawyery fisted legality with vanity and yet unknown fallacy. Spirituality's gone finally, morality's criminality, formally personality new reality mentality's brutality, all banalities, formalities. Caesar of the empire, nice suits fancy meal on the dime of the soldiers Reigned with terror, respect was anchor, until quo's changed, rise of the supers New blood was power, his own poison DNA filled wealth but son wouldn't see reason Left on holiday, big plan for a vacation (New resort!) Familia's invited, even brought some as attraction (Woo!) Won't lie guy made a downright killin', Smile wedged wide he was big time chillin' Red poured wine in the street that night Carmine plans all realigned, Paranoia led hyperforia to persona non gratta causa mania fueled lethargia rich insomnia, From parasomniac hysteria to psychosomnia Ain't no point fleein' the screams once psychosis' got to ya Still he tried, ketamined his blood to numbmia Threw money at the pills they still went "fuck ya'" Tried it alll: therapy meds etcetera, stress don't evade the mills Spent his nights beggin' Nirvana when the thang's someone else's lease Kept takin' more, Mr Freeze'd be shame, and soon all ties were burning in flames Mista Don ask me how was self-described Ready Playa Uno All gas no brain, caught pants down with a "ain't that" Truly Gotham's Roman, Caesar the conqueror Right up to the daggers And just like Rome, the mansion became a pyre Prestige and legacy in flames, burned like fucking rags The king was dead...long live the ashes (But what about the bat?) Didn't forget! Cape wearin' swagger roots with a taste for danger Dark knight of the night, but watch out for the anger Big suit big tech all decked out like a flex Leather strap, kevlar vest still goin' out in spandex Got the muscle got the mind but keep runnin' for time Meanwhile the joker's always fine, laughin' right through all of his lines HAHAHAHA We faced him off, many times, Still gettin' out at night Respect his skills respect the grind But got nothin' on our minds Broken bones, ribs multiplied (divided) Yet we're still the one's laughin' Somethin' to be thinkin', Ever seen him say "Yeah I'm happy!"!? So Big J (boss) had it right Wildcard's of Gotham's has insight Chaostistry of anarchy is deciding what makes yo free No need for more, just slowsdown the course Still flexin'? then you ain't got it It's not about the things it's about the mind Not about the peak it's about the climb Run after stacks to get heaven's stairway I just need a smoke and time 10 out of 10 I'll reach the divine Comfort's in my zone, I don't seek it Freedom is my throne, 'cause I know it (peace o mind!) "Money ain't the problem, nothin's free" "But it's just easy mode for the brain" "Not worryin'... now that's your true endgame....." Yeah I know We got issues....... And it's that you're not like us HAHAHAHA [Instrumental outro] "Why so serious?"

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