No Talent
No talent, just hype and noise And sellin' dreams for them empty toys
No skill, just a flashy show In a world of fakes, it's all for show
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No heart, no soul, just chasin' the trend In the land of the lost, where does it end
They flexin' hard, but there's nothin' behind No craft, no grind, just a shallow mind
No talent in the lines, just a catchy beat But when it comes to truth, they can't compete
They're stackin' bills, but what's the cost? In the rush for fame, their soul's been lost
No talent, just a mask they wear But when it's all stripped down, is anybody there
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No heart, no soul, just chasin' the trend In the land of the lost, where does it end
They're ridin' waves, but they don't create No depth in the words, just a hollow state
No talent in the art, just a viral hit But when the hype fades, they don't fit
They're livin' for likes, but what's the gain? In the sea of mediocrity, they're just a name
No talent, but they're loud and proud But in the quiet, they're lost in the crowd
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No heart, no soul, just chasin' the trend In the land of the lost, where does it end
In the echoes of greatness, there's a call to rise To bring back the art, to see through the lies
No talent can't stand the test of time But true skill and passion always climb
No talent, but I'm here with a craft In a world of illusions, I'm walkin' my path
They can keep their fame, their fleeting gold I'm building a legacy that never gets old
No talent, but I'm here with a craft In a world of illusions, I'm walkin' my path
They can keep their fame, their fleeting gold I'm building a legacy that never gets old
No talent, but they're runnin' the game No talent, but they're runnin' the game
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but they're empty toys
No skill, just a flashy show In a world of fakes, it's all for show
No talent, but they're runnin' the game No talent, but they're runnin' the game
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No skill, just a flashy show In a world of fakes, it's all for show
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No heart, no soul, just chasin' the trend In the land of the lost, where does it end
They flexin' hard, but there's nothin' behind No craft, no grind, just a shallow mind
No talent in the lines, just a catchy beat But when it comes to truth, they can't compete
They're stackin' bills, but what's the cost? In the rush for fame, their soul's been lost
No talent, just a mask they wear But when it's all stripped down, is anybody there
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No heart, no soul, just chasin' the trend In the land of the lost, where does it end
They're ridin' waves, but they don't create No depth in the words, just a hollow state
No talent in the art, just a viral hit But when the hype fades, they don't fit
They're livin' for likes, but what's the gain? In the sea of mediocrity, they're just a name
No talent, but they're loud and proud But in the quiet, they're lost in the crowd
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No heart, no soul, just chasin' the trend In the land of the lost, where does it end
In the echoes of greatness, there's a call to rise To bring back the art, to see through the lies
No talent can't stand the test of time But true skill and passion always climb
No talent, but I'm here with a craft In a world of illusions, I'm walkin' my path
They can keep their fame, their fleeting gold I'm building a legacy that never gets old
No talent, but I'm here with a craft In a world of illusions, I'm walkin' my path
They can keep their fame, their fleeting gold I'm building a legacy that never gets old
No talent, but they're runnin' the game No talent, but they're runnin' the game
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but they're empty toys
No skill, just a flashy show In a world of fakes, it's all for show
No talent, but they're runnin' the game No talent, but they're runnin' the game
No talent, but they're runnin' the game They got the fame, but it's all the same
Credits
Writer(s): Georg Tomme
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