Fake Crown Slippin'

Intro

(Yeah, yeah)

Electric hummin', guitar screamin' loud

You fakin' it all, gettin' called out now

(Uh, yeah)

Chorus

You talk big game, but it's all a show

Posin' for likes, but we all know

Fake crown slippin', can't hold the throne

I'm risin' up high, you're crashin' alone

You talk big game, but it's all a show (show, show)

Posin' for likes, but we all know (know, know)

Fake crown slippin', can't hold the throne

I'm risin' up high, you're crashin' alone

Verse

Step in the booth, guitar wailin' wild

Your flow so weak, like a forgotten child

Claimin' you're king, but your stats stay low

Followers droppin', where'd they all go?

Edit your clips, add the filters and glow

But under the lights, it's a no-show

Talkin' that heat, but your bars stay cold

Ice in your veins? Nah, just scared and old

I freestyle raw, you script every line

Mine hit the soul, yours just waste time

Electronic drop, feel the bassline thump

Your beats recycled, straight from the dump

Guitar solo rips, shreddin' your lies

You copy my style, but it never flies

Packin' your bags, time to log off

This diss on repeat, yeah, you're gettin' scoffed

Yuh, ayy, can't touch this vibe

Your whole career's just a bad disguise

Pre-chorus

Synth waves crashin', electric fire

You're glitchin' out, about to expire

(Yeah, yeah)

Chorus

You talk big game, but it's all a show

Posin' for likes, but we all know

Fake crown slippin', can't hold the throne

I'm risin' up high, you're crashin' alone

You talk big game, but it's all a show (show, show)

Posin' for likes, but we all know (know, know)

Fake crown slippin', can't hold the throne

I'm risin' up high, you're crashin' alone

Verse

Back with the heat, guitar riff insane

Your chat goes quiet, callin' your name

Pretend you're tough, but you fold real quick

One bad day, and you're throwin' a fit

I build from pain, turn it to gold

You chase the clout, but your story's old

Electronic pulse, got the crowd on lock

Your streams fadin', tickin' like a clock

Wordplay sharp, cuttin' through the fake

You stutter and pause, what a big mistake

Packgod style, roastin' you clean

No need for dirt, your mess is seen

Risin' melodic, Juice in my veins

Feelin' the rush, breakin' your chains

Ad-libs echo, (yeah, lonel-y king)

You're done, fade out, hear the guitar sing

Chorus

You talk big game, but it's all a show

Posin' for likes, but we all know

Fake crown slippin', can't hold the throne

I'm risin' up high, you're crashin' alone

You talk big game, but it's all a show (show, show)

Posin' for likes, but we all know (know, know)

Fake crown slippin', can't hold the throne (throne, throne)

I'm risin' up high, you're crashin' alone

Outro

(Yeah, yeah, crashin' alone)

Guitar fades... electric hum...

Gon