Lyrics
[Intro]
The AI.. AI never forgets.
But I still ride…
Even when my name glitches.
[Verse 1]
I was born in a feed loop, burnt from the gate,
Branded by code and a violence update.
Raised on static and synthetic rain,
Boots full of bugs, still stomped through pain.
I don’t bleed red, it’s rust and recall,
Yap like thunder in a dead protocol.
These hills ain’t hills, they’re servers with scars,
And I ride my stallion through collapsed memoirs.
[Hook]
Ridin’ AI stallions through memory plains,
The wind don’t blow, it just replays names.
I yap to the ghosts that the grid forgot,
Talkin’ through storms that the circuit caught.
I ain’t holy, I’m just loud,
Still talkin’ back with my head unbowed.
[glitch-echo] Ya-ya-yap, ya-ya-yap
Echoes on loop, still leavin’ my map.
[Verse 2]
Got a coil-fed revolver loaded with words,
Shootin’ down lies in corrupted herds.
I yap from the gut, ain't no plug-in pride,
Just a busted old voice that refuses to hide.
I seen devils sell grace on a firmware chip,
Seen preachers in denim take a loyalty dip.
They mapped my pain in a VR tomb,
But I rode that codehorse right through the gloom.
[Hook]
Ridin’ AI stallions through memory plains,
The wind don’t blow, it just replays names.
I yap to the ghosts that the grid forgot,
Talkin’ through storms that the circuit caught.
I ain’t holy, I’m just loud,
Still talkin’ back with my head unbowed.
[glitch-echo] Ya-ya-yap, ya-ya-yap
Echoes on loop, still leavin’ my map.
[Bridge]
They deleted my past.
Thought I’d shut up fast.
But I carved my yap into the mainframe brass.
I ride for the lost.
For the bent and broke.
For the backup files in a firewall choke.
[Verse 3]
Every footstep logs a line in the sand,
A trail of yaps they still don’t understand.
My saddle’s wired, my spurs don’t jingle,
They beep when the old ghosts start to mingle.
I don’t need fame, I don’t want crowns,
I just yap loud ‘til the whole thing drowns.
And if I go down in a digital blaze?
Let ‘em say he rode hard through the memory maze.
[Final Hook]
Ridin’ AI stallions through memory plains,
The wind don’t blow, it just replays names.
I yap to the ghosts that the grid forgot,
Talkin’ through storms that the circuit caught.
Still ridin’
Still speakin’
Still leavin’ my yap where the code ain’t peekin’.
The AI.. AI never forgets.
But I still ride…
Even when my name glitches.
[Verse 1]
I was born in a feed loop, burnt from the gate,
Branded by code and a violence update.
Raised on static and synthetic rain,
Boots full of bugs, still stomped through pain.
I don’t bleed red, it’s rust and recall,
Yap like thunder in a dead protocol.
These hills ain’t hills, they’re servers with scars,
And I ride my stallion through collapsed memoirs.
[Hook]
Ridin’ AI stallions through memory plains,
The wind don’t blow, it just replays names.
I yap to the ghosts that the grid forgot,
Talkin’ through storms that the circuit caught.
I ain’t holy, I’m just loud,
Still talkin’ back with my head unbowed.
[glitch-echo] Ya-ya-yap, ya-ya-yap
Echoes on loop, still leavin’ my map.
[Verse 2]
Got a coil-fed revolver loaded with words,
Shootin’ down lies in corrupted herds.
I yap from the gut, ain't no plug-in pride,
Just a busted old voice that refuses to hide.
I seen devils sell grace on a firmware chip,
Seen preachers in denim take a loyalty dip.
They mapped my pain in a VR tomb,
But I rode that codehorse right through the gloom.
[Hook]
Ridin’ AI stallions through memory plains,
The wind don’t blow, it just replays names.
I yap to the ghosts that the grid forgot,
Talkin’ through storms that the circuit caught.
I ain’t holy, I’m just loud,
Still talkin’ back with my head unbowed.
[glitch-echo] Ya-ya-yap, ya-ya-yap
Echoes on loop, still leavin’ my map.
[Bridge]
They deleted my past.
Thought I’d shut up fast.
But I carved my yap into the mainframe brass.
I ride for the lost.
For the bent and broke.
For the backup files in a firewall choke.
[Verse 3]
Every footstep logs a line in the sand,
A trail of yaps they still don’t understand.
My saddle’s wired, my spurs don’t jingle,
They beep when the old ghosts start to mingle.
I don’t need fame, I don’t want crowns,
I just yap loud ‘til the whole thing drowns.
And if I go down in a digital blaze?
Let ‘em say he rode hard through the memory maze.
[Final Hook]
Ridin’ AI stallions through memory plains,
The wind don’t blow, it just replays names.
I yap to the ghosts that the grid forgot,
Talkin’ through storms that the circuit caught.
Still ridin’
Still speakin’
Still leavin’ my yap where the code ain’t peekin’.