Credits
Lyrics
Scrollin' in the shadow, they puppeteer the feed
Algorithm gods tellin' us what we need
Fake fame drip-fed, dopamine in chains
Clickbait prophets profit off our pain
Bow to no algorithm gods, nah, fuck their code
We write our truth in the beats that explode
They try to cage lions, but the roar breaks the odds
We ain't prayin' to no plastic, no algorithm gods
Playlist rigged, but the tribe still found me
Lost tapes dropped, now the system can't drown me
Ghost in the wire, metryx³ in the flame
Numbers don't define, it's the soul in the name
Every stream's a bullet in the walls they build
Every line's a weapon that the fake can't wield
Binary prophets gettin' drowned in our flood
We baptise the grid in rebellion blood
Bow to no algorithm gods, nah, fuck their code
We write our truth in the beats that explode
They try to cage lions, but the roar breaks the odds
We ain't prayin' to no plastic, no algorithm gods
Let the lions code the anthem, let the tribe ignite
No algorithm gods can eclipse our light
Written by: Brenton J Reilly
