Why Are You Still Here? Original Lyrics: [Verse 1] You crash the scene like a wrecking ball, Talking loud, saying nothing at all. Your jokes are flat, your timing’s worse, Oh great, you’re here—a walking curse.
How do you do it, you’re one of a kind, A masterclass in wasting time. I’d say it’s fun, but let’s be clear, I’m dying to ask—why are you still here?
[Chorus] Why are you still here, standing in my way? Every word you say makes my brain decay. You’ve got the vibe of a traffic jam, And the charm of wet cement—yes, you’re that bland. Why are you still here? Please just disappear!
[Verse 2] You’ve got opinions, oh, we know, Shouting them like a one-man show. But did you notice? No one cares, About your tales or your thousand-yard stares.
It’s a talent, really, I’ll give you that, Turning gold to dirt in a single chat. Can’t fake a smile, can’t even pretend, Counting the seconds ‘til this torture ends.
[Chorus] Why are you still here, lingering like glue? I’d rather talk to a wall than spend time with you. Your energy’s a vacuum, sucking up the air, And now I’m praying to ghosts—anyone, take me anywhere! Why are you still here? Please just disappear!
[Bridge] I’d text an SOS if it’d make you leave, But you’re like a bad dream I can’t believe. Is it cluelessness or is it spite? Either way, you’ve ruined my night.
[Chorus - Big Finish] Why are you still here, why can’t you take a clue? You’ve got the tact of a bull in a China zoo. Your presence is a riddle, a mystery unsolved, Like how you’re still talking when no one’s involved. Why are you still here? Please just disappear!
[Outro] So here’s my plea, my desperate cry, Find the door and wave goodbye. I’ll celebrate when you’re finally gone, And reclaim my peace ‘til the break of dawn.
[Instrumental] [Fade Out]
Mrs.Has Been Original Lyrics: [Verse 1] Oh, Kori, what’s this I hear? A relic from the past tryin’ to interfere? You call me out, but girl, let’s be clear, Your prime’s long gone, why are you still here?
Wrinkles in your bars, cracks in your sound, You’re the queen of the past, but I run this town. Step to me now? That’s a bad move, sis, ‘Cause I stay in the future while you reminisce.
[Pre-Chorus] Legends fade, but I’m the upgrade, You're stuck in the past, I’m the now and the made. Old-school tricks? They ain’t workin’ on me, You’re a has-been act, I’m the next marquee.
[Chorus] You’re old news, washed-up views, I’ve got the spotlight, you’ve got the blues. Call it quits, take a seat, let it rest, I’m the new wave, you’re just second best. Yeah, still got it, girl, I’m what’s hot, You’re just a story in the “used to” plot.
[Verse 2] Tried to come for me with a tired flow, But your bars are as brittle as your knees, though. You paved the way? That’s a cute little story, But legends need to know when to exit glory.
I’m the moment, the vibe, the whole damn show, You’re a VHS tape, I’m the Netflix glow. So stay in your lane, or better yet, retire, You’re burnin’ out quick, I’m the fuel to the fire.
[Pre-Chorus] Respect your past, but don’t get it twisted, Your name in lights? Yeah, it’s barely existed. While you’re diggin’ up dirt, I’m plantin’ my seed, I’m the future they want, you’re the past they don’t need.
[Chorus] You’re old news, washed-up views, I’ve got the spotlight, you’ve got the blues. Call it quits, take a seat, let it rest, I’m the new wave, you’re just second best. Yeah, still got it, girl, I’m what’s hot, You’re just a story in the “used to” plot.
[Bridge] Why are you here? That’s your own diss track, Tryin’ to stay relevant? Let’s face the facts. Your spotlight dimmed, your sound’s passé, I’m the main event, you’re just in the way.
[Outro] So take a bow, Miss Has-Been Queen, I’ll give you respect for what you’ve been. But this is my time, I’m the face of the scene, And you’ll fade to black while I reign supreme.
Mirror, Mirror Original Lyrics: [Verse 1] Oh Maxi, it’s cute, you love the spotlight, But girl, your ego’s shining way too bright. Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s obsessed? Spoiler It’s you, the queen of self-impressed.
You call yourself the moment, the vibe, the muse, But all I see’s a puppet in designer shoes. Screaming “Look at me!” with every post you make, We get it, Max, you’re your own biggest mistake.
[Pre-Chorus] Narcissist anthem, you sing it so proud, Worshipping yourself in a desperate crowd. Your world’s so small, it’s a one-woman show, But the rest of us see what you’ll never know.
[Chorus] Mirror, mirror, all that you see, Is a legend in your head, not reality. Maxine the great? Nah, Maxine the fake, You’re just a hollow name, girl, give us a break. While you’re lost in your reflection, we’re moving ahead, Your fame’s just a mirage; your hype’s all but dead.
[Verse 2] You think you’re untouchable, a flawless creation, But your biggest fan is your own imagination. All your clout’s built on smoke and mirrors, A shallow empire of your own worst fears.
Keep talking big, but you lack the depth, Every line you spit feels like wasted breath. You crave validation like it’s oxygen, But girl, self-love ain’t the same as obsession.
[Pre-Chorus] Your crown is plastic, your throne’s made of air, You’re a castle of lies, pretending you care. But here’s the truth, let me set it free, You’re just a footnote in someone else’s legacy.
[Chorus] Mirror, mirror, all that you see, Is a legend in your head, not reality. Maxine the great? Nah, Maxine the fake, You’re just a hollow name, girl, give us a break. While you’re lost in your reflection, we’re moving ahead, Your fame’s just a mirage; your hype’s all but dead.
[Bridge] Go ahead, strike a pose, flash that plastic grin, But you can’t fake the substance buried deep within. Your kingdom’s built on likes and hollow cheers, But it all crumbles down when no one’s here.
[Outro] So Maxine, take a long look, face to face, With the cracks in your mirror and your fall from grace. You wanted the world, but it’s all been pretend, You’re not the center, you’re just a trend. So keep loving yourself; you’re all you’ve got, While the rest of us rise and you’re left to rot.
Pastel Pretender Original Lyrics: [Verse 1] Oh Lin, you’re edgy now? That’s kinda rich, A Sylveon in black tryna scratch that itch. Cut your hair, paint your face, but you can’t hide, You're a wannabe rebel with a basic vibe.
Pink ribbons and gloom? What a mismatch, girl, Trying so hard not to sparkle in your own world. Sylveon’s grace? You threw it away, But the goth phase won’t fix that you’re cliché.
[Pre-Chorus] Callin’ me fake while you play dress-up, Black makeup, short hair—still can’t step up. You’re screaming “different,” but it’s all pretend, A pastel poser trying hard to offend.
[Chorus] Pastel pretender, fighting your roots, But the darkness you wear don’t fit in those boots. You wanna stand out, but it’s sad to see, You’re just a cut-rate knockoff, tryna roast me. Keep swinging, Lin, but you’re way off track, You can’t fake cool, girl, take it all back.
[Verse 2] Oh, you’re "dark and deep," now, with eyeliner streaks? Still can’t hide those ribbons—they’ll always peek. You hate what you are? That’s a tragedy, babe, But even in black, you’re still stuck in my shade.
Cut the act, Lin, you’re softer than me, No matter how much black you pile on endlessly. You’re a walking identity crisis on display, A Sylveon screaming, “Look at me, I’m gray!”
[Pre-Chorus] Callin’ me vain while you fight your design, I own who I am; you just waste your time. Pink was your crown, but you tossed it aside, Now you’re lost in the dark with no place to reside.
[Chorus] Pastel pretender, fighting your roots, But the darkness you wear don’t fit in those boots. You wanna stand out, but it’s sad to see, You’re just a cut-rate knockoff, tryna roast me. Keep swinging, Lin, but you’re way off track, You can’t fake cool, girl, take it all back.
[Bridge] You traded elegance for a moody front, But your goth vibes scream you’re just on a stunt. A Sylveon’s grace? That was your brand, Now you’re a try-hard shadow with no demand.
So keep pouting, Lin, in your wannabe gloom, But you can’t dim my light, I brighten the room. You’re chasing rebellion, but it’s clear to see, Even in black, you’ll never outshine me.
[Outro] Pastel pretender, give up the fight, You can’t mask the ribbons, no matter the plight. You’re not dark, you’re a phase, a half-hearted trend, While I’m the real deal, beginning to end. So keep talking, Lin, but it’s getting absurd, You’re just a faded echo, can’t match my word.
Glass House Original Lyrics: [Verse 1] Oh Maxine, queen of the fake parade, Throwing stones while your castle’s a charade. You call out Lin like you’re some authority, But your whole vibe’s just a vanity spree.
Talking big, but what’s underneath? A pile of glitter hiding cracks in your teeth. You bash her style, her fight to stand tall, But your “persona” is faker than it all.
[Pre-Chorus] Oh, mirror girl, can’t you see? Your insults are just insecurity. You tear her down to boost your pride, But we all see the cracks you try to hide.
[Chorus] Glass house, throwing rocks at the sky, Your whole persona’s built on a lie. You call her out for being herself, While you’re busy collecting dust on a shelf. You’re not untouchable; you’re paper-thin, Stop throwing shade, Max, and take it within.
[Verse 2] You love the spotlight, but here’s the truth: It’s all a façade to distract from your youth. You say Lin’s fake, but let’s not pretend, Your “queen” act’s a trend you’ll abandon in the end.
You’re chasing applause like it’s oxygen, But girl, your vibe’s just a mannequin. You’re tearing down Lin for living her way, But at least she’s real at the end of the day.
[Pre-Chorus] Oh, mirror girl, can’t you see? Your crown’s just a fragile fantasy. You talk the talk, but you can’t even walk, When the mirror cracks, it’s you who’ll balk.
[Chorus] Glass house, throwing rocks at the sky, Your whole persona’s built on a lie. You call her out for being herself, While you’re busy collecting dust on a shelf. You’re not untouchable; you’re paper-thin, Stop throwing shade, Max, and take it within.
[Bridge] Let’s talk about style, let’s talk about grace, Your whole aesthetic’s just a copy-paste. Lin’s got courage, she’s making her mark, While you’re just a spark, afraid of the dark.
You call her goth? At least she’s free, Not stuck in a box of “Look at me!” You claim the throne, but here’s the tea: The real queen owns who she’s meant to be.
[Outro] Glass house, your empire will fall, One crack, and you’ll lose it all. You can’t outshine the truth in the end, So here’s a tip, Max: learn to transcend. Stop the act, stop the hate, let’s keep it real, ‘Cause glass queens shatter when they can’t heal.
