Prompt / Lyrics
Mask on, no face, drift through the night air Streetlight flicker, silhouettes don’t fight fair Voice stay low, I don’t speak what I might share Step too close, feel the chill in the night glare Back in the cut where the bassline hummin Old heads watch but they don’t say nothin Hands real still but the mind stay runnin Play dumb smart, let ‘em think I ain’t comin Switch— Slide through lanes like a ghost in the static Movin precise, every step automatic Eyes on the room, read the play like a tactic Energy off, I can tell who dramatic No sudden moves, let the tension just breathe Watch how they act when they think they at ease Truth show quick when it’s somethin to lose I don’t react, I just tighten the screws Back— Mask on, low tone, drift through the scene Clean on the outside, inside machine Cut from a cloth that they rarely have seen Cold in the blood, keep the focus routine Trapline ring, let it echo then fade Never too quick, every move get weighed Built from the nights I was stuck in the shade Now I move quiet but I’m still gettin paid Switch pace— Quick step, slow talk, shift in the cadence Mind like a vault, I don’t deal with the statements People show colors, I just make the arrangements Turn one spark to a full situation I don’t chase noise, let it die on its own Seen too much just to trust what is shown Eyes on the prize but I walk it alone Mask stay firm, never crack, never known Back again— Dark in the tone, hear the weight in the verse Came from the bottom, had to learn how to curse Not with the words but the way that I work Pressure get high, I just double the worth Street code silent, no need for the talkin Steps calculated, no aimless walkin If it feel off then I’m instantly cautious Move like a shadow, no trace when I’m crossin Switch— Fast thoughts, quick shift, dodge every angle Lines get sharp, cut clean like a fang do Stay out the mix, I don’t tangle or dangle Watch from afar, let ‘em twist in they scandal Back— Mask on still, even under the sunrise Same cold stare, no tell in the eye lines Built from the grit, all the stress and the hard times Now it’s control, every move by design Outro— No face shown, just a name they imagine Stories get spun but I never reactin Let ‘em all guess while I’m movin through action Mask on, no face…fade into the blackness
Tags
Dark 808s hum, hi-hats skitter quick, snare snap sharp, eerie bell loop, bass glide slow, vinyl hiss, night creepin, pul
Duration
2:30
Instrumental
No
Created
4/13/2026