We Do Bad Things To Bad People
Oct 31, 2026
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Video Summary
AI GeneratedThe provided text consists of abstract, rhythmic lyrics characterized by aggressive imagery and fragmented metaphors. It blends themes of violence, luxury, and technology, utilizing a stream-of-consciousness style to convey a sense of dominance and chaos.
I ain't got the stack on a chain but my jaw's got a crack
And they slide through the windpipe, lost in the sink
Grab a bourbon I don't make for the tank that I'm in
With a head out of the tight, peeking telecom
**** it, I'm a master, read it like telecom
Back it up now, ---- deep like it's silicone
Valley count bodies, stack it out, fill a room, pack it up
My color's off and it's too bright
New Eclipse, run it off with a disrepect
Chop chop, if they cut it off then I keep a spare
Better off with a minion at the black box
You in tight, knees deep, I speak a prayer
Grab a tat and a glass full of rocks
Grab a domino, press the lead press
Them attack like a ransom
With a head out of the tight, peeking telecom
**** it, I'm a master, read it like telecom
Back it up now, ---- deep like it's silicone
Valley count bodies, stack it out, fill a room, pack it up

