The stomp

Stomp in, whole room shift, I don’t say shit, I just exist, same energy, different drift, if it’s fake then it don’t get missed

They know that vibe when I step through, no talk needed, I just set mood, same ones that used to act brand new now they quiet when I get through

I don’t smile I just pass by, fake love dies in my eye line, no explanation, no backline, just move forward, no past ties

Stomp step, feel the floor shake, same faces but the tone change, I don’t chase, I don’t overplay, if it’s weird then I go ghost way

They switch quick when the pressure hit, I just watch I don’t question it, same people with the fake legit turn to nothing in a second flip

I don’t argue, I just let it land, everything shows when I don’t demand, same respect that I never hand only comes when I understand

Move clean, I don’t need applause, I don’t bend for the fake cause, if it don’t fit then I break laws of my own code, no pause

Stomp in, now the air tight, same energy, no spare type, I don’t care what your friends like, I just move through the real life

They talk loud till I get close then it’s quiet like a deep ghost, I don’t need to speak most, just one look and it’s exposed

No front, I don’t act tough, I just stop when it’s that stuff, fake energy gets backed up, I don’t warn, I just cut off

Stomp step, hear the ground crack, same cycle, I don’t bounce back, if it’s fake I don’t sound check, I just exit and don’t look back

They remember how I walk in, not a word, just the force in, every room I get absorbed in shift tone when I start moving

I don’t need to prove none, I just do it till the mood done, same energy, I’m the true one, not loud, just the rude one

Stomp in, then I vanish out, same face but they panic now, I don’t talk I just stand it out, whole vibe when I’m around is loud