Werewolf Head, Natural Brown
rap, Playful DIY rap over bouncy hip-pop drums and a rubbery bassline. Sparse plucky keys and filtered synths leave room for a talky, charismatic flow; ad-libs and doubles hype key punchlines. Hook lifts with stacked chants and a simple sing-song top line, then beat strips back to clap-and-kick for the verses. Bright, punchy mix with female vocals leaning conversational and comedic., natural, hip pop
Werewolf Head, Natural Brown
rap, Playful DIY rap over bouncy hip-pop drums and a rubbery bassline. Sparse plucky keys and filtered synths leave room for a talky, charismatic flow; ad-libs and doubles hype key punchlines. Hook lifts with stacked chants and a simple sing-song top line, then beat strips back to clap-and-kick for the verses. Bright, punchy mix with female vocals leaning conversational and comedic., natural, hip pop
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
Mirror, mirror
Look what you made me do
Uh
Verse 1
Dying my hair brown
Wash that orange out
Had that blondish storm
Time to calm it down
Black dye chilling
Hard as concrete
But I’m in the bathroom
Like, “Watch me, please”
Only got pads with the rubbing alcohol
One small bottle, one big skull
Big werewolf head, yeah, that’s me
Mama had to turn sideways, I see
Chorus
I want my natural hair color back
Peel that mess off, strip that black
Home lab popping, I don’t need pros
Wish me luck while the real me grows
I want my natural hair color back
No cap, no wig, no hat
From blondish fire to a quiet brown
I’m taking my crown back now
Verse 2
Remove your mess, drip in the sink
I scrub, I wait, I breathe, I think
Thirty minutes? Nah, that’s light
I’m on hour-long missions tonight
Timer on blast, hoodie half-zipped
Edges all frizzed, confidence dripped
But when this rinse hits, wave that flag
I walk out clean, I ditch that rag
Bridge
One big head, big brain, big plans (yeah)
From the roots to the roots of my fam (uh)
Don’t blame mom, she did what she could
Now I’m reclaiming what always was good (always)
No salon chair, I stand alone
Bathroom throne and a cracked-up phone
When this dries, I step on the track
Snap a pic, hat gone, hair back
Chorus