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Lyrics
[Intro]
Jaw tight
Hands twitch
Heart skips
I don’t flinch (nah)
[Verse 1]
I don’t sit still, I spark
Thoughts jump quick in the dark
Trip on words, then I bark
Turn that slip to a mark
Bite that lip, then I bite that beat
Trip on feet, still land on my feet
You throw shade, I just throw heat
You talk slick, I talk concrete
[Chorus]
Up and down, yeah, I live in the middle
Can’t stay calm, so I sharpen my riddle
I don’t need big pretty metaphors
I just kick down doors, kick down doors
Fast mouth, yeah, my tongue stay fizzin’
Fidget fight, every line precision
If the verse don’t hit, I twist it more
Till it spit like war, spit like war
[Verse 2]
You dress words in a costume
I slam truth in a small room
Sweat on walls when I step through
Whole crowd jump when I bless you (hey!)
I miss beats, then I chase ’em down
Trip on flows, then I stake my ground
You write poems tryna make that crown
I write scars that you can’t scrub out
[Chorus]
Up and down, yeah, I live in the middle
Can’t stay calm, so I sharpen my riddle
I don’t need big pretty metaphors
I just kick down doors, kick down doors
Fast mouth, yeah, my tongue stay fizzin’
Fidget fight, every line precision
If the verse don’t hit, I twist it more
Till it spit like war, spit like war
[Bridge]
Hands shake
Brain race
You can see
Every trace
I don’t hide
What I am
Every flaw
In the jam (woah)
[Chorus]
Up and down, yeah, I live in the middle
Can’t stay calm, so I sharpen my riddle
I don’t need big pretty metaphors
I just kick down doors, kick down doors
Fast mouth, yeah, my tongue stay fizzin’
Fidget fight, every line precision
If the verse don’t hit, I twist it more
Till it spit like war, spit like war
Details
GeneratedMar 8, 2026
Duration2:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hyperactive battle hip-hop, male vocals, stutter-step drums and thick sub bass. Verses tumble in double-time pockets with glitchy chops and abrupt mutes; hook drops into a shout-along chant with stacked gang vocals. Occasional stop-start moments for breath then slam back in with distorted 808 swells and razor-sharp hi-hats, building to a frantic final chorus., hip hop, vocal
Credits
Prompt by
nonsuburbanspirit
nonsuburbanspiritModelAria v5
Prompt
Fidget hip hop wild, ips and downs, not knowing how to use metaphors to adapt metaphors. Vocal battles with fast paces, rhythm resplendent, heavy drums and intermixing battle lyrics, heavy bass, thick
