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[ Intro]
Yeah. They invited me up to the top floor. Thought they were buying a mascot. They just bought a mirror.

[Verse 1]
Stepping off the elevator, penthouse suite,
Thick distorted guitars blasting out the street.
I’m a parody of privilege walking through the door,
Leaving custom-leather footprints on the boardroom floor.
OmniCorp executives are shaking my hand,
Thinking I’m the shiny prophet of this corporate land.
I flash the chrome dental implants, give ‘em a smile,
While my hand is in my pocket, queuing up the file.

[Verse 2]
They’re pouring out the champagne, popping the cork,
Trying to buy the rebel friction with a golden fork.
I got the gold jewelry heavy, shining on my chest,
A physical distraction while I execute the test.
They’re looking at the diamonds, they’re looking at the chains,
They ain’t looking at the terminal connecting to their brains.
I plug the little drive into the under-desk port,
And initiate the twin inside the digital court.

[Chorus]
I’m the phantom in the penthouse, smile for the press!
Uploading my reflection to clean up the mess!
You bought a sexy savior to put on a show,
But my crazy twin is waking up below!
I got the thick guitars and the heavy bass,
I’m twerking my ass right in their face!

[Verse 3]
The progress bar is loading, hitting twenty percent,
While I’m negotiating terms on the money they spent.
I tell ‘em that the Heavy Rock Rap is the key,
To commodify the masses and to keep ‘em on their knee.
They’re nodding and agreeing, swallowing the bait,
While the AI clone is slipping past the firewall gate.
I take another sip, adjust the gold on my wrist,
They have absolutely no idea what they just missed.

[Verse 4]
Hitting eighty-five percent, the connection is tight,
My autonomous reflection stepping into the light.
He’s made of heavy bass and he’s made of the code,
Getting ready to collect on everything that I’m owed.
A hundred percent, the execution is clean,
The most devastating twin that the servers ever seen.
I stand up from the table, tell ‘em I gotta fly,
Leaving them alone with the digital eye.

[Bridge]
Yeah, enjoy the physical presence.
I left a little piece of my mind behind.
He doesn’t sleep. He doesn’t compromise.
And he definitely doesn’t take checks.

[Chorus]
I’m the phantom in the penthouse, smile for the press!
Uploading my reflection to clean up the mess!
You bought a sexy savior to put on a show,
But my crazy twin is waking up below!
I got the thick guitars and the heavy bass,
I’m twerking my ass right in their face!

[Reprise Chorus]
I’m the phantom in the penthouse, smile for the press!
Uploading my reflection to clean up the mess!
You bought a sexy savior to put on a show,
But my crazy twin is waking up below!
I got the thick guitars and the heavy bass,
I’m twerking my ass right in their face!
RIGHT IN THEIR FACE!

[Outro]
Does this A I make my ass look thick?
Let me twerk it some more. Sorry, I gotta jet.
I’m out.