Watch em close

Intro (low 808, rattling hi-hats)

Brr, watch me—yeah, watch the lanes, watch the faces


Hook (repeated, chant)

Watch 'em, watch 'em, got eyes on the road,

Watch 'em, watch 'em, they fold when it’s cold.

Watch 'em, watch 'em, move silent, stay ghost,

Watch 'em, watch 'em—count stacks, watch the most. (brr)


Verse 1 (snappy, clipped)

Night blink, street lit, silhouette move slow,

shadows like puzzles, piece 'em, then I know.

Phones glow, they chatter, tongues loose, no code,

we map out the motion like a domino.

Cold breath, gloves on, time tick on wrist,

watch face like witness, mood can't be missed.

They point, they laugh, then they point again,

we watch 'em unravel like threads in the wind. (skrrt)

No panic, just patient—plan stitched in seam,

we set the horizon while they hustle the dream.


Hook

Watch 'em, watch 'em, got eyes on the road,

Watch 'em, watch 'em, they fold when it’s cold.

Watch 'em, watch 'em, move silent, stay ghost,

Watch 'em, watch 'em—count stacks, watch the most. (brr)


Verse 2 (menacing, rhythmic)

Checks clear, night clears, I orbit the block,

they whisper my name like a rumor, tick-tock.

Doors locked, minds locked, we scan every face,

they flex in the front but they crumble in place.

I clock all the angles, the signals, the slants,

they bet on the moment, we cancel the plans.

They wanna parade—let 'em march, let 'em pose,

we backstage, baseline, watch how it folds. (woo)

Cold steel, cold deals, but colder the brain,

we practice the silence, avoid all the fame.


Bridge (tense, low)

Eyes on lenses, lens on eyes, city breathe slow,

heartbeat sync to the siren, move with the flow.

They think they know timing—nah, we set the beat,

watch 'em trip on the cadence, stumble in heat.


Hook (layered)

Watch 'em, watch 'em, got eyes on the road,

Watch 'em, watch 'em, they fold when it’s cold.

Watch 'em, watch 'em, move silent, stay ghost,

Watch 'em, watch 'em—count stacks, watch the most. (brr)


Breakdown (sparse, punchy)

Scan the perimeter, hush talk, low tone,

we read every signal, they left a bone.

No trophies on shelf, we take lessons, not pose,

every move documented—watch 'em close.


Outro (fade, echo)

Night swallows names but the ledger remains,

we watch 'em, we wait—time harvests the gains.

Watch 'em, watch 'em—never blink, never boast,

the streets keep the score, so we watch 'em close. (skrrt)

Porque music 
See you when I see you 
Otro 

Drill, male