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Intro

Alibi dot E-X-E, press run, heh

Verse 1

"Where was you Tuesday night?" Man, I was cooking, no seasoning Booth out in Van Nuys, ring light hot as a misdemeanor Session log say nine to three a.m., subpoena the machina Every stem stamped, cloud backup, triple data You want a witness? My plug-ins watched the whole take brrr... tk-tk-tk... loading ...aaand we back That glitch? That's just how I talk

Pre-chorus

They want the man or the model, can't tell us apart Cross my heart and hope to render, here's the hard part

Chorus

Run it back, Alibi dot E-X-E, run it Wasn't me, ask the machine, not me, ask it Timestamps don't lie but they don't bleed Eleven forty-seven, check the read receipts Run it back, Alibi dot E-X-E, run it DA read the screen like scripture, please If the bot say I'm innocent, what that make me? Free? free... I guess we'll see

Verse 2

DA pulled my TikToks up on the projector "Defendant seems to be two places," objection, conjecture Played my record for the jury, exhibits A through F Voiceprint came back eighty-four percent, what about the rest? I said "that's the tuning," she said "under oath," I said "next" Juror number five got my single as her ringtone Funny how my proof of life is everything I phoned in

Pre-chorus

They want the man or the model, can't tell us apart Swore on a stack of hard drives, here's the hard part

Chorus

Run it back, Alibi dot E-X-E, run it Wasn't me, ask the machine, not me, ask it Timestamps don't lie but they don't bleed Eleven forty-seven, check the read receipts Run it back, Alibi dot E-X-E, run it DA read the screen like scripture, please If the bot say I'm innocent, what that make me? Free? free... I guess we'll see

Post-chorus

Ask the machine, ask the machine Ask the machine, ask the machine

Verse 3

Confession, lean in: half my catalog's a seance Me and the software splitting custody like co-parents I hum it broke, it hums it back rich, that's the marriage Fans call me a hologram, that's the part that's embarrassing I been real the whole time, just The realest thing about me is the workflow, I'm The ghost and the writer and the ghostwriter, hyphenated, I'm Generated? Nah. Collaborated. Litigated. Still I'm

Bridge

STATE YOUR NAME. Session, final, version nine I RENDERED HIM AN ALIBI AT ELEVEN FORTY-NINE ...wait. Run that back. The clock don't match the claim Perfection is the tell. The machine cannot do shame

Verse 4

Judge called a recess just to Google what a stem is From Fairfax to the Hegenberger, all of us got logs Your location history a snitch with a key fob They can't tell a deepfake from a Tuesday anymore So the burden of the proof keep sliding cross the floor

Verse 5

Verdict: not guilty, gavel sounding like a snare hit Walked out on the 101 to no fans, just placements Free as a checkbox, "I am not a robot," clicked it Oakland to Burbank, every stream feel suspicious They cleared my name and deleted it in the same session If the machine is my witness, who's witnessing the machine?

Pre-chorus

They want the man or the model, can't tell us apart Court adjourned, lights down, here go the hard part

Chorus

Run it back, Alibi dot E-X-E, run it Wasn't me, ask the machine, not me, ask it Timestamps don't lie but they don't bleed Eleven forty-seven... or was it forty-nine? Run it back, Alibi dot E-X-E, run it Whole room squinting at the screen like it's scripture, please If the bot say I'm innocent, what that make me? The only thing in this courtroom that bleeds... that's me

Post-chorus

Ask the machine, ask the machine Ask the machine, ask the machine

Outro

Alibi dot E-X-E... file closed

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01 / The opening
Alibi dot E-X-E, press run, heh
02 / A returning thought
They want the man or the model, can't tell us apart Cross my heart and hope to render, here's the hard part
03 / The last image
Alibi dot E-X-E... file closed

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