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[pre-verse] yo check it out I'm a a lil off today peep the technic [verse] let's speak, im a hop on here if you got beef, wth that then you can call me john deer cuz you ass is grass,
player, I blast ya with massive capacity of skills,
look at me & you see in a criminal that quite literal only does the minimal, at the very least, I get em up,
I'm a pit bull off the leash,
they say talk is cheap,
I say take a second,
and walk with me,
I talk akwordly,
a sick individual & pitiful, and quite possibly, that ain't stopping see, this hip hop in me, is what i do
so you should probably,
watch out,
it it's quite possibly , all the shit i talk could easily ,
come toppling down on top of me, whatever never had a da-da who coddled me, instead other kid's they laugh at, my fat ass, n following, and hollering,
til Elvis popped up we kick'd it tough , even that Halloween, when the twins jacked us up for our stuff, for real all we needed, to lay a trap and get em back,
but we comntemplated different ways ,
we chose to cope, I'm glad we made it,
through all the sad bullshit,
but I said enough of that so I conglamerated, and pull licks, I'm cool with, most that went down but to be honest I wish my momjafb made it , it's a topic for another song i hate it , but I gotta say it's a cold life so become an abombinated, snow man, so I been nominated, to go ham! so no maam , I'm a discombobulated with a list of madness, this sporadix , I been nominated , to hit you with the shit, you waited, so go ahead and get all situated, listen i m a spit this fast so to all of my constituents, I must admit went, off track let me realine you with a bomb rap ,and I hit you with ,so many verbs and nouns it rocks you tilssue, when it hits you, you probably should not have talked that shit dude, what the fuck is with you, now your gonna wind up shadowboxxing a guy with a sac of tacticts, quite literaly a bad ass at this, and your disadvantage is I'm gonna continue to with the damages, yo courts In session, dress important while I'm snorting pharmsuitical It, it's sorta suitable, so I'm shooting cod and a kama sutra able, female, that is both calm and beautiful , but what I'm left wit is a broad that is with the drama ,of 5 baby mamas, this devistating try and remain calm, but I'm left awaiting til I drop bombs, on all you menestrating, rappers try again not today man, incapable, I got you waiting fool, exhausted pacing , at a possibility, that ytoull get locked Away, and perposterously, imposterous, a monster in me, but I'm dead set that I continue to foster this imposterouness it's quite possibly I'm rocking wit this, typography of awesomeness 's its obviously, online you should like and follow me, I get so ritcheous when i polish these , raps I might just call you up, and discuss questions like what do I call this cut and. we laugh but to follow it up I hate to ask but patner listen up I need some cash so dollar sign mr.Jump5 is the cash app ,any thing you can spare helps this design, and it allows me the ability to rip these rhymes , I spit with equisite lines, intertwined, with a passionate command to rap for real, unfortunately you see there isn't time, if I can't raise funds I'm going to have to go and steal what isn't mine , then I run a risk of getting caught, and no one likes to get ripped off , before I make the wrong move in a pause and hit this bong chronic in me is what I need to proceed with my intalect istead f grabbing my balls and then I'm all up in a wreck, disenvowed fucked up and now, im kicking out, negativity, that has been weighing upon me heav noily, i cant rock with it I need positivity, up in my vicinity, with no unanouncmed visiting from any of my enemies, then I'll finally be able to finish this ,but remember this, dollar sign mr. Jump5, cashapp hit me up we can twist one up, and talk about what you do not like on this cut, I agree it sucks, but in this life I need so much , and yet I have so little, it's no joke or riddle, this is dedicated to my folks, but there living in this life, thru the struggle!
How this trap song was made.
“techneek” is an AI-generated Trap song with vocals, 3:38 long. It was created in Octa from one short text description: the lyrics, melody, vocal performance, arrangement and mix were all generated from that idea, then published by @damian to the Octa community in September 2026.
Listen for the 808 sliding between notes under the kick and the hi-hats rolling in triplets; the melody stays sparse so the low end can carry the song. The lyrics on this page are the exact words the AI wrote and sang for this track.
The prompt behind it
“dark symphonic hip hop, Epic, hard-hitting dark symphonic hip hop with neck-snapping drums, dramatic violins, subtle piano, heavy turntable scratching, and mic effects.”
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