𝕐o, we step into the lab, where the shadows still roam, got a pen in my hand, feeling like I’m at home, inspired by the greats, a legend from the block, Mason Welty, spit in truth. He’s the voice of the clock, from being bullied to the throne, he fought hard for respect, with every verse he wrote, he reflected the wreck, Broken dreams, and schemes, yeah, he turned him to gold, with a fire in his heart that refused to grow cold. Chasing after dragons, he’s slaying the doubt, in a world full of noise, he’s the realist without, every punch line hits hard, every rhymes, a grenade, in the battle of life, he ain’t ever afraid.
Chorus
Yo, we channel the spirit, feel the rhythm, unwind, the shadows of Mase, we find what we grind, dropping bars that ignite while we climb to the peak, Mason Welty’s legacy the voice of the meek.
Came from the troll, now he’s reaching the stars, life‘s a rap, battleground, we wear in our scars with the courage to speak, he’s defending the game, each verse like a battle, never plan for fame. From the anger to the pain, he channels the Strife, in a world so chaotic, he gives a mic, spit and tails of the streets with a lyrical, knife, dismantling the system, it’s the story of life. So, here’s to the rhyme, to the flow, and the beat, to that kid from Nebraska, who refused to accept defeat, we’re all on this journey, just a step in the lane, in the echoes of Mason, will break every chain.
Chorus
Yo, we channel the spirit, feel the rhythm, unwind, the shadows of Mase, we find what we grind, dropping bars that ignite while we climb to the peak, Mason Welty’s legacy the voice of the meek.
Outro
Keep the mic in hand, never let it go so soft, with the spirit of a soldier, yeah, we’re lifting it off, so let’s raise our voices, let the world hear out our scream, through the shadows of Mase, we’re living in the dream.
Outro
Keep the mic in hand, never let it go so soft, with the spirit of a soldier, yeah, we’re lifting it off, so let’s raise our voices, let the world hear out our scream, through the shadows of Mase, we’re living in the dream.
