rock is better than pop
turn that fake shit down, I need guitars loud enough to shake the whole damn town. Pop got glitter, autotune, plastic-ass beats, Rock got sweat, blood, broken strings, real heat. Leather jackets, mosh pits, middle fingers high, Pop stars lip-sync while the crowd just buys the lie. Rock bands crash stages, smash amps on the floor, Pop just dances like robots begging for more. Pre-Chorus We don’t need no shiny fame, No fake-ass hooks all sounding the same. Give me drums that hit like a fist to the face, Not some weak TikTok trend taking up space. Chorus Rock is louder, rock is meaner, Pop is soft like a damn beginner. Turn the Marshall stack to eleven tonight, We raise hell while pop acts polite. Fuck the filters, fuck the fame, Rock ‘n’ roll will never die tame. Verse 2 Pop got managers writing every damn line, Rockers write pain while they’re drunk at 2:09. Crowd surfing chaos, whiskey in the air, Meanwhile pop boys fixing perfect fucking hair. Distortion screaming like the end of the world, Not some candy-coated song for a TikTok girl. From basements to stadiums, legends were born, Pop hits fade fast like cheap-ass porn. Bridge So raise your horns if you live for the sound, For the rebels and the freaks still holding it down. Heavy riffs, broken hearts, living too fast, Rock kicks the door in — pop just asks. Final Chorus Rock is fire, rock is rage, Pop’s just glitter trapped in a cage. We don’t care if we bleed tonight, As long as the speakers fucking ignite. Long live rock, let the whole world know, Real music hits hard — that’s the goddamn show.
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turn that fake shit down, I need guitars loud enough to shake the whole damn town. Pop got glitter, autotune, plastic-ass beats, Rock got sweat, blood, broken strings, real heat. Leather jackets, mosh pits, middle fingers high, Pop stars lip-sync while the crowd just buys the lie. Rock bands crash stages, smash amps on the floor, Pop just dances like robots begging for more. Pre-Chorus We don’t need no shiny fame, No fake-ass hooks all sounding the same. Give me drums that hit like a fist to the face, Not some weak TikTok trend taking up space. Chorus Rock is louder, rock is meaner, Pop is soft like a damn beginner. Turn the Marshall stack to eleven tonight, We raise hell while pop acts polite. Fuck the filters, fuck the fame, Rock ‘n’ roll will never die tame. Verse 2 Pop got managers writing every damn line, Rockers write pain while they’re drunk at 2:09. Crowd surfing chaos, whiskey in the air, Meanwhile pop boys fixing perfect fucking hair. Distortion screaming like the end of the world, Not some candy-coated song for a TikTok girl. From basements to stadiums, legends were born, Pop hits fade fast like cheap-ass porn. Bridge So raise your horns if you live for the sound, For the rebels and the freaks still holding it down. Heavy riffs, broken hearts, living too fast, Rock kicks the door in — pop just asks. Final Chorus Rock is fire, rock is rage, Pop’s just glitter trapped in a cage. We don’t care if we bleed tonight, As long as the speakers fucking ignite. Long live rock, let the whole world know, Real music hits hard — that’s the goddamn show.