(Trap-country / industrial southern rap fusion)
[INTRO (George – talk-sung, autotuned light)]
Yeah… we still out here buildin’ this thing
You call it destiny, I call it questionable engineering
[INTRO (Richard – low, steady)]
And I call it the only way forward.
(808 drops in with hammer + steam hiss rhythm)
[VERSE 1 – GEORGE (trap flow, skeptical]
Barn floor rattlin’, sparks in the dark
You talk big dreams, I read the parts
Blueprints bent on a coffee-stained table
Say it’ll fly but that frame ain’t stable
I’m tighten bolts while you rewrite fate
Say “trust the sky,” I say “contemplate”
One bad lift and we both go down
Turn this workshop into a ghost-town sound
You build hope like it’s pressure and heat
But pressure don’t care if your math ain’t neat
[VERSE 1 – RICHARD (confident, driving cadence)]
I don’t build safe, I build what moves
You build what lasts, I build what proves
We ain’t agreein’, but we aligned
Same storm, different state of mind
You hear risk, I hear flight
You see failure, I see height
And if it breaks when it leaves the ground
Then we fix it next time it comes around
[PRE-HOOK (both, half-spoken, tension rising)]
[George:] This ain’t how airships are made…
[Richard:] Maybe that’s why they never flew right.
[HOOK – BOTH (chant, heavy 808, clap + metal percussion)]
We build it up, we push it high
Sky iron reachin’ for a burnin’ sky
You say it falls, I say we try
Either we fly or we learn to die
Smoke in the seams, fire in the drive
This ain’t a machine—it’s stayin’ alive
Steel and a prayer, pressure and time
If it lifts off once, it’s already mine
[VERSE 2 – GEORGE (faster, more urgent)]
You don’t hear the math when it starts to scream
Just chase that horizon like it’s a dream
I see stress lines, you see wings
I see failure you refuse to bring
Boiler’s talkin’, it don’t sound kind
Pressure gauge runnin’ outta time
You keep smilin’ like the sky’s your friend
But gravity don’t care in the end
[VERSE 2 – RICHARD (controlled intensity)]
I’ve seen dragons shadow whole hills black
So I don’t care what we might lack
If it holds one minute above that ground
That’s one minute closer to burnin’ them down
You call it reckless, I call it truth
Every great thing was built in a booth
Of noise and doubt and broken schemes
And men who refused to quit their dreams
[BRIDGE (beat drops out, just bass + clangs)]
[George (spoken):] You ever think it ain’t supposed to fly?
[Richard:] Yeah. That’s why it will.
(beat slowly rebuilds)
[FINAL HOOK – BOTH (bigger, more aggressive)]
We build it up, we push it high
Sky iron cuttin’ through a burnin’ sky
You say it falls, I say we try
Either we fly or we learn to die
Smoke in the seams, fire in the drive
This ain’t a machine—it’s stayin’ alive
Steel and a prayer, pressure and time
If it lifts off once, it’s already mine
[OUTRO (George – softer)]
If this thing flies… I’m not sayin’ I believed it.
Just sayin’ I didn’t stop it.
[OUTRO (Richard – calm, certain)]
That’s enough.
[hammering fades]
ElCeviche
