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Gaslighter

Track 07 of 15

Gaslighter

The Remix Master

Concept-Heavy, Satirical, Glitchy. Comparing a manipulator to a music producer who 'edits' reality.

About This Track

Exposing the art of manipulation. You know that person who has a Ph.D. in Revisionist History? Featuring a switch from Amapiano to UK Drill, this is the raw footage they didn't want you to hear.

Lyrics

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You tell me "Left," but you turning to the "Right"

You paint the picture black, then you swear that it is white

I hold the receipt, I show you the proof

You look me in the eye and say "That isn't the truth"

You slippery like okra, you hard to hold down

You build a whole castle, then you burn it to the ground

You say I misunderstood the words that you said

Girl, are we talking live, or is this all in your head?

You act like the victim, you cry me a river

But when I check the source, you are the giver!

You set the fire, then call 9-1-1

Acting surprised like you don't hold the gun

Abeg, spare me the drama today

I see the screenplay, I know the role that you play!

You be the Remix Master! (Remix!)

Spinning the record, disaster to disaster! (Wetin be dis?)

You take the truth and you chop-and-screw

Nobody twist reality the way that you do!

It's the Spin Cycle, baby, round and round we go

You editing the tape of the live video!

You say "A" is "B", knowing that it's lie

You be the Remix Master, tell me why! (Oya, spin it!)

Eh-heh! Don't do me wayo! (No wayo!)

Spin it! Don't do me wayo! Shake body!

You got a Ph.D. in Revisionist History

How we get from "Here" to "There" is always a mystery

I catch you in the act, hand inside the jar

You say "I was cleaning it!"—Girl, you go too far!

Your feelings are facts? Nah, that math don't compute.

You plant the bad seed, then complain about the fruit.

You say you want peace, but you bringing the war

Then ask me why I'm standing with one foot out the door!

Am I crazy? (Tell me now)

Is my memory fading? (I don't know how)

You speak with conviction, chest puffed out wide

Like you believe the shadow is the same as the light.

If I agree with you, then we both live a lie.

I cannot drink the water if the well has run dry.

(Build it up! Build it up!)

Stop the shakara! Stop the masquerade!

I see the mess and the panic that you made.

You terrified of shame, so you flip the whole script

But I am standing solid, I ain't losing my grip.

No accountability, just "I didn't mean it"

I saw the whole movie, girl, I already screened it!

You want to be the hero, spotless and clean

But you the messiest director that I ever seen!

You be the Remix Master! (Remix!)

Spinning the record, disaster to disaster!

You take the truth and you chop-and-screw

Nobody twist reality the way that you do!

It's the Spin Cycle, baby, round and round we go

You editing the tape of the live video!

You say "A" is "B", knowing that it's lie

You be the Remix Master, tell me why!

Yo, hold up, let me talk to the engineer.

You got your finger on the fader, tryna mute the behavior

You crop the photo just to make yourself the savior

It's major! The way you distort the flavor

You beg for the truth but you afraid of the labor!

You compress the reality, EQ the bass

You scrub the timeline just to save your face

You add the reverb to drown out the sound

But I'm the raw footage that you leave on the ground!

No auto-tune gonna fix this tone

You building a kingdom on a borrowed throne!

System failure. The file is corrupted.

You trying to save a version that the soul rejected.

We are not synchronized.

Watch the glitch!

I see the "Ojoro", I see the sleight of hand

You shifting the goalpost, moving the sand!

You say "I never said that"—rewind the tape!

You caught in the corner, trying to escape!

It's gaslight season, heavy on the smog

You keeping the secrets in the analog

I'm digital clarity, high definition

You stuck in the static of your own condition!

Don't edit the clip, don't filter the view

The problem isn't the edit, baby—it's YOU!

You be the Remix Master! (Remix!)

Spinning the record, disaster to disaster!

You take the truth and you chop-and-screw

Nobody twist reality the way that you do!

It's the Spin Cycle, baby, round and round we go

You editing the tape of the live video!

You say "A" is "B", knowing that it's lie

You be the Remix Master, tell me why!

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Concept-HeavySatiricalGlitchy