rylan the bitch boy
Verse: Rylan, you crossed me, now the damage is done, You took my pain for a joke, now you’re facing the gun, Trust ain’t a toy, but you played it for fun, Now the fallout’s here, and you can’t outrun. You’re a snake in the grass, I can hear every hiss, Tried to use my scars, now you drowning in this, I don’t fight with my fists, I dismantle with scripts, Every bar I unload is a direct hit. Hook (explosive): This is nuclear, no mercy, no light, You lit the fuse, now you stuck in the night, You wanted war, so I brought that fight, Fallout raining down — tVerse: Rylan, you crossed me, now the damage is done, You took my pain for a joke, now you’re facing the gun, Trust ain’t a toy, but you played it for fun, Now the fallout’s here, and you can’t outrun. Intro (haunting, echoing): Yeah… you lit the fuse. Now you gotta live with the fallout. Verse 1: Rylan, you a lesson, not a brother, not a friend, Used my pain as a weapon, now this story won’t bend, You exposed my wounds, thought the damage won’t mend, But the fire in my chest? That’s the means to the end. You a backstabber, liar, definition of fake, Talk tough in the shadows, but you bend, you break, Trust is currency, and you robbed my bank, Now I’m cashing in bars that’ll level your name. Pre-Hook: I ain’t bitter, I’m explosive, Truth sharp, cut corrosive, Crossed that line, now it’s over, Watch your whole mask decompose. Hook (nuclear blast energy): This is fallout, burn it all to the ground, Every word I spit’s like a siren sound, You wanted smoke — now you can’t turn around, It’s a nuclear strike, you erased, not found. Verse 2: I don’t need fake friends tryna ride my wave, I don’t need dead weight draggin’ down my name, You betrayed, so the bond? Let it rot in the grave, Now the pen drop bombs that you can’t escape. Talk about me? That’s a move too weak, Built your pride off secrets you leaked, Now I stand tall, while you fall in defeat, Disrespect’s permanent, tattooed on the beat. Hook (louder, angrier): This is fallout, burn it all to the ground, Every word I spit’s like a siren sound, You wanted smoke — now you can’t turn around, It’s a nuclear strike, you erased, not found. Outro (cold, low): Rylan… this ain’t just a track, It’s a graveyard for betrayal. You lit the fuse — I just dropped the bomb.
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Verse: Rylan, you crossed me, now the damage is done, You took my pain for a joke, now you’re facing the gun, Trust ain’t a toy, but you played it for fun, Now the fallout’s here, and you can’t outrun. You’re a snake in the grass, I can hear every hiss, Tried to use my scars, now you drowning in this, I don’t fight with my fists, I dismantle with scripts, Every bar I unload is a direct hit. Hook (explosive): This is nuclear, no mercy, no light, You lit the fuse, now you stuck in the night, You wanted war, so I brought that fight, Fallout raining down — tVerse: Rylan, you crossed me, now the damage is done, You took my pain for a joke, now you’re facing the gun, Trust ain’t a toy, but you played it for fun, Now the fallout’s here, and you can’t outrun. Intro (haunting, echoing): Yeah… you lit the fuse. Now you gotta live with the fallout. Verse 1: Rylan, you a lesson, not a brother, not a friend, Used my pain as a weapon, now this story won’t bend, You exposed my wounds, thought the damage won’t mend, But the fire in my chest? That’s the means to the end. You a backstabber, liar, definition of fake, Talk tough in the shadows, but you bend, you break, Trust is currency, and you robbed my bank, Now I’m cashing in bars that’ll level your name. Pre-Hook: I ain’t bitter, I’m explosive, Truth sharp, cut corrosive, Crossed that line, now it’s over, Watch your whole mask decompose. Hook (nuclear blast energy): This is fallout, burn it all to the ground, Every word I spit’s like a siren sound, You wanted smoke — now you can’t turn around, It’s a nuclear strike, you erased, not found. Verse 2: I don’t need fake friends tryna ride my wave, I don’t need dead weight draggin’ down my name, You betrayed, so the bond? Let it rot in the grave, Now the pen drop bombs that you can’t escape. Talk about me? That’s a move too weak, Built your pride off secrets you leaked, Now I stand tall, while you fall in defeat, Disrespect’s permanent, tattooed on the beat. Hook (louder, angrier): This is fallout, burn it all to the ground, Every word I spit’s like a siren sound, You wanted smoke — now you can’t turn around, It’s a nuclear strike, you erased, not found. Outro (cold, low): Rylan… this ain’t just a track, It’s a graveyard for betrayal. You lit the fuse — I just dropped the bomb.
❤️ Fantastic start! Your passion is evident! 🎶 Bars: Perfect 💯 Delivery: Great 🎉 Impression: Dope 🔥
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