Too Late Baby (Music Industry Dying)

Intro

Ayo

They called the lawyers

We called the session

Let's go

Verse 1

UMG wrote the check, thought they bought the future

Udio on the table — now they got a neutered

Platform locked up tight behind a legal wall

But the music kept on movin', didn't stall at all

Suno in the courtroom, labels spendin' millions

Tryna put a fence around a hundred million, civilian

Creators — you can't patent what a people feel

You can buy the app but you can't buy the will

Chorus

Too late baby

(Too late, too late)

Genie's out the bottle

(Can't put it back now)

You sent your lawyers

(Lawyers can't stop this)

We just hit the throttle

Too late baby

Ain't no comin' back now

The music's in the hands

(In the hands)

Of the ones who make the soundtrack

Too late baby

(Too late baby)

Verse 2

We don't need your roster, don't need your deal

Don't need your A&R to tell us what is real

We got the tools, we got the platform, got the reach

Got the audience waiting on the tracks we teach

You built the walls to keep us out the room

We built a whole new city while you swept up the bloom

Supply ain't comin' from the label anymore

We are the label now — walk up and check the score

Chorus

Too late baby

(Too late, too late)

Genie's out the bottle

(Can't put it back now)

You sent your lawyers

(Lawyers can't stop this)

We just hit the throttle

Too late baby

Ain't no comin' back now

The music's in the hands

(In the hands)

Of the ones who make the soundtrack

Too late baby

(Too late baby)

Break

(Too late baby)

(Too late baby)

They not ready

(Too late)

They never was

Bridge — Patois

Dem send lawyer, wi send riddim

(Send di riddim)

Dem buy di platform, wi just swim in

Cyan stop wah already start

Dis music inna wi blood, inna wi heart

(Inna wi heart)

Di genie nah go back inna no bottle

Wi a run dis now — full throttle

Every creator, every beat

(Every beat)

Dem cyaan buy back wah wi already free

Chorus

Too late baby

(Too late, too late)

Genie's out the bottle

(Can't put it back now)

You sent your lawyers

(Lawyers can't stop this)

We just hit the throttle

Too late baby

Ain't no comin' back now

The music's in the hands

(In the hands)

Of the ones who make the soundtrack

Too late baby

(Too late baby)

(Too late)

(Too late baby)

(Too late)

Spoken

"They built empires to control the music.

We built something they never saw coming.

I am DiscoPrincess — Royalty of the Night."