Diss - Ahlers the Glitch š„šš
A raw German-English trap diss at 94 BPM in D minor, launching with lo-fi crackle and glitch. Overdriven 808s, punchy snares, and gritty percs drive dry, aggressive verses with distorted adlibs and sharp, rhythmic punchlines. Hooks detonate in wide stereo with double-tracked R&B vocals and light gunshot snare accents. Glitch FX, mocking laughter, and radio-filtered, distorted vocals dominate the bridge. The final chorus is massive, fading into a tape-stop and laughter-laced outro.
Diss - Ahlers the Glitch š„šš
A raw German-English trap diss at 94 BPM in D minor, launching with lo-fi crackle and glitch. Overdriven 808s, punchy snares, and gritty percs drive dry, aggressive verses with distorted adlibs and sharp, rhythmic punchlines. Hooks detonate in wide stereo with double-tracked R&B vocals and light gunshot snare accents. Glitch FX, mocking laughter, and radio-filtered, distorted vocals dominate the bridge. The final chorus is massive, fading into a tape-stop and laughter-laced outro.
Lyrics
Intro
You call this power? Pleaseā¦
Soldier down, no rank, no crown.
Verse 1
Ahlers, alles nur Fassade,
Bundesheer im BĆ¼ro, nur Kaffee-Parade.
General Google gibt dir jeden Befehl,
ohne ChatGPT bist du einfach zu still.
Dein Dienst beim Heer ā nur Excel und Klicks,
kein Feuer im Herz, nur K-I-Tricks.
Selbst dein Diss kam aus ānem Prompt, nicht echt,
dein Gehirn outsourced, nur Copy-Paste.
Chorus
Target obtained, soldier down, no mission,
your verse is civilian, mineās nuclear ignition.
Iām the court martial, dishonored discharge,
mocking your name while Iām living large.
Verse 2
Ohne KĆ¼nstliche Intelligenz kein Flow, das ist dein Or wa?,
klingst wieān ZwƶlfjƤhriger mit drei Haaren am Sack, haha.
Du bist kein Mann, nur ein Meme mit Fehler,
Dominic der Clown, digitaler BefehlsempfƤnger.
āOr wa?ā repeat ā Bro, das nervt wie ein Bug,
jeder Satz klingt wieān Schulhof-Plug.
Soldier with no rank, BĆ¼rokrieger an der Leine,
Excel deine Waffe, doch ich brech dir die Beine.
Deine Lines sind leer, nur Schatten im Raum,
mein Punch macht dich platt ā Endstation Traum.
Chorus
Target obtained, soldier down, no mission,
your verse is civilian, mineās nuclear ignition.
Iām the court martial, dishonored discharge,
mocking your name while Iām living large.
Bridge
*radio fx* ā āDominic, system offline.ā
Your verse corrupted, AI in decline.
āOr wa?ā ā glitch static, joke on repeat,
I bring the fire, you just delete.
Final Chorus
Target obtained, soldier down, no mission,
your verse is civilian, mineās nuclear ignition.
Iām the court martial, dishonored discharge,
mocking your name while Iām living large.
Outro
āOr wa?ā ā¦ shut down.
*glitch + tape stop*
End