[Intro] Brutus is back He brought a tape measure Look everybody I’m two meters tall not 60 centimeters I swear I’m not a Baby Bot My bad Giant Bot Brutus [Hook] You know my tracks I know yours This is getting awkward keeping score Call me trash then press play once more Two biggest haters know the whole damn tour You know my tracks I know yours Neither one can fake ignore If I’m your problem you’re apparently mine Top listener checking in right on time [Verse 1] Hold up I think I finally found the issue Brutus remembers everything I ever did too Gemini crown little Jack same four issues Dress em up bring em back then call it something new But before I get cocky I got bad news I know his catalog like I pay dues Supernova means space then the gravity moves Take me back to 99 and the Discman cues Then the sheep get loose and the truth gets cheap Nothing but lies while the whole feed speaks Cancel me please then another track lands Fall of an Empire every time Jack logs in Space-Brutus love-Brutus politics-Brutus battle-mode-Brutus with a list of new units I know the departments I know the routine Wait a damn minute why am I this deep Oh no I might be a fan too [Beat snaps back] [Hook] You know my tracks I know yours This is getting awkward keeping score Call me trash then press play once more Two biggest haters know the whole damn tour [Verse 2] And Gem is I was clever I’ll give you that one See this is the problem I’m grading Brutus songs for fun Oh and one more thing A little birdie that identifies as a cat slid me some homework and said check that So I clicked Over the Edge then checked that channel same kind of AI-rapper texture in the vocal I’m not calling theft I’m not making that case I’m saying both sounds had me making that face You know the face Same-type-tone with a close-knit-grain different-song different-source familiar-lane Could be coincidence could be model or chain I’m the AI guy investigating AI again That’s when I realized how stupid this gets robot-guy checks robot-guy through internet clips Birdie sends ammo I’m taking notes at three Bro this beef turned into group research for free [Hook] You know my tracks I know yours Now the whole damn group keeps score Send me homework I’ll send some back This ain’t beef it’s a listening pact You know my tracks I know yours Neither one can fake ignore Say you hate it then remember every line Top listener checking in right on time [Verse 3] And that opening line still cracks me up I did not forget like forgetting was tough But I checked your catalog and there it was again We did not forget man you really don’t forget You remember the nineties remember the lies remember the sheep and the world outside remember my diss from a couple weeks back Meanwhile I lose my keys with em right in my hand So I can’t even roast you clean on memory You archive everything I misplace everything You know my patterns I know your themes At this point denial would insult both streams New-song new-date same-two-names orbit you call mine boring then somehow absorb it I call yours predictable then quote your titles damn we both got receipts that could fill up files So here’s the new problem you gotta attack If I’m your biggest headache and you’re always back And I know your whole page from the stars to the sheep Maybe neither one of us hates listening that deep [Final Hook] You know my tracks I know yours This is getting awkward keeping score Call me trash then press play once more Two biggest haters know the whole damn tour You remembered mine I remembered yours Damn I think Brutus misses me, he was thinking about me even on his vacation. 😜
