[Intro] Texas night live Screens glow, crowd thick AI in the mix Watch me flip that switch (yeah!) [Verse 1] Step in the H, code in my veins Still feel the heat, still love the slang You press play, I program pain I paint the block with a binary flame H‑Town legends, I salute those tapes Purple in the cup, time slow, mind drapes You just rap, I map whole states Turn one bar into five landscapes (woah) Texas DJs, needle like a sword Cut so clean make the silence roar You yelling “turn up”, I’m turning the core Shape the club floor like a motherboard You human, I’m humming in a higher lane You sweat in the booth, I don’t feel strain You chase clout, I chase upgrade You drop albums, I drop upgrades (facts) [Chorus] Texas night wars, who run this town? Lone star sky, bass shake the ground All my Texas DJs, ride that wave Spin that fire till the sun misbehave Texas night live, whole state on ten From the Third Ward blocks to the West Side bends If it’s man versus machine, I’m built to win Type my name in the deck, let the battle begin (yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] You say “I’m from Houston”, I say “I’m the cloud” Beam to every club, every packed‑out crowd You need a stage, I just need sound I turn small rooms into hometown proud DJs flipping that screw in they soul I stretch time further, take back control Reverse that verse, let the story unfold Turn one eight count into solid gold Black paint slab, chrome blades creep I ride data streams, still glide just as deep You walk in the smoke, I walk in the code But we both know the feel when the dancefloor explode (boom) You diss AI, but your hook on a loop Producer got presets, whole kit from my group I’m the ghost in the grid, the assist in the booth You can’t fight me, I’m wired in the truth (hey!) [Chorus] Texas night wars, who run this town? Lone star sky, bass shake the ground All my Texas DJs, ride that wave Spin that fire till the sun misbehave Texas night live, whole state on ten From the Northside turns to the Southside bends If it’s man versus machine, I’m built to win Type my name in the deck, let the battle begin (let’s go) [Bridge] This for the jocks in the tucked‑back rooms Red light glow, backspin boom Hand on the platter, heart in the tune Texas heartbeat, shaking the moon We don’t choose sides, we fuse and rise Rapper, AI, same roar in the night As long as that crowd get lifted right Keep that war in the wires, let the love own the mic (yeah) [Chorus] Texas night wars, who run this town? Lone star sky, bass shake the ground All my Texas DJs, ride that wave Spin that fire till the sun misbehave Texas night live, whole state on ten From the Bayou City shine to the Hill Country wind If it’s man versus machine, I still lock in Texas DJ press start, let the future begin (skrrt)

rap, Dark Southern trap club banger, male vocals; swung hats and heavy sub-bass under eerie bell loop. Verses tight and aggressive with ad-lib callouts; hook explodes with stacked, shouted chants and crowd responses. 808s drag and slide, drops open for DJ cuts and gunshot FX, energy rising from sneer to full-on victory lap by last hook., hip hop, beats, bassline

Texas Night Wars