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letra de realfakeai - alla xul elu

[verse 1: joe black]
on the internet often, you know, just talking
convinced this pr-ck i’m a chick named dawson
fun, twenty-one, thick, awesome
dumb, bl–dy gloves, ditch, coffin
not done, night is still young
e-murder 101, class has begun
blood on my face, old and vile
but i get wet and wild on my fake profile
female, twenty-two, cute, and i want you
got nudes, down to f-ck, and i’m drunk, too
bring food, don’t forget the condiments
i’m undressed, my address in the comment section
one make it to a vacant house
chase him ’round the couch ’til i take him out
can i get a witness? doing god’s work
as i put on lipstick in my mom’s skirt

[chorus: billy obey]
what’s rеal? what’s fake? what’s ai?
what’s made by a man? i don’t know, god d-mn
i suggest you dеvise a plan
take this world for everything you can
f-ck it all
always remember nothing is what it seems
scream f-ck it all (f-ck it all!)
f-ck you, f-ck them, and everything in between
[verse 2: billy obey]
i catfished a guy late last summer
it started off nice, we exchanged numbers
i would type and use ai to cite the words i spoke
a few days later, we started to get close
invited him to a park that n0body ever visits
plus, it was dark, not a bit suspicious
got a text that he made it
i really hope stupid ain’t contageous
sending kissy faces, he’s a fool for love
i got a big f-ckin’ knife and a black pair of gloves
nonchalantly walked on up
hi, i’m billie jean, and you’re about to get f-cked
he screamed like a girl, it’s 2025
but still, what a b-tch of a way to die
so after going postal, i remained hopeful
i’ll get a little love when i post on my socials

[chorus: billy obey]
what’s real? what’s fake? what’s ai? (hashtag)
what’s made by a man? i don’t know, god d-mn
i suggest you devise a plan
take this world for everything you can
f-ck it all
always remember nothing is what it seems
scream f-ck it all (f-ck it all!)
f-ck you, f-ck them, and everything in between
[verse 3: lee carver]
i didn’t hear what you said, (sorry) i was on my phone
whether i’m hanging with company or whether i’m alone
screen time, between time is eating or p-ssing
i’m out of charge for eight minutes, gotta see what i’m missing
some dude with an album dropping said something shocking
it’s got the whole twitter sphere gossiping and talking
watching brain rot, this thing’s got music and apps
and if it’s not in my pocket, i can’t f-cking relax
it tells me out to eat and dress, it tells me how to feel
inside of an algorithm, the echo chamber is real
my opinion is religion, your views are fake news
generated by bots in the reality i choose
chatgpt generates what i tell it
creating p-rn with you all so i can blackmail it
take your white collar job, try to ruin your life
if they don’t commit suicide, you ain’t doing it right

[chorus: billy obey]
what’s real? what’s fake? what’s ai?
what’s made by a man? i don’t know, god d-mn
i suggest you devise a plan
take this world for everything you can
f-ck it all
always remember nothing is what it seems
scream f-ck it all (f-ck it all!)
f-ck you, f-ck them, and everything in between

- alla xul elu

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