Im back

(Intro - R&B tone)

Yeah, I been gone for a minute, but I'm back in my zone,

Energy electric, heart chrome, I'm grown,

They thought I fell off, nah, I was just home,

Now I'm in the booth cookin' heat, welcome back to the throne.

(Verse 1 - Hip-hop flow)

New era, same drive, I'm the update you missed,

Every line shine heavy, can't resist this twist,

I was silent for a season, now I'm speakin' with reason,

Every bar sound seasoned, my return feel like freedom.

Pressure make diamonds, I was built from the storm,

While they copy and perform, I was shapin' a new form,

Now I'm eatin' good, yeah, that cruf on my plate,

Taste of victory sweet - yeah, success don't wait.

(Hook - R&B melody)

I'm back, I'm better, I'm bold, Heart of fire, touch of gold, They forgot but now they know, You can't cage what's meant to glow.

They tried to box me in, I broke code like a glitch,

Now I'm cruisin' in control, yeah, I'm switchin' the pitch,

Every move feel major, every verse feel rich,

From the struggle to the shine, man, I flipped that switch.

(Verse 1)

Back in the game, no cheat codes, no patch,

Bars like locks, every line got a latch,

They said I vanished, nah, ljust detached,

Now I'm rebooted — system fully matched.

Cruisin' through static, chrome wings unfold,

Every rhyme a gem, every flow pure gold,

Underground prince with a digital soul,

Came from the silence, now I'm takin' control.

(Hook - R&B swing)

Yeah, I'm back with the glow, Didn't need no show,

Did it solo, low-key, but the sound still grow,

Eat that cruf slow, watch the tempo flow,

Every bite like a bar — that's the life I know.

Left the map blank, now I'm redrawin' the space,

They talk noise online, I just clean my slate,

Drop one track — that's a back-to-back earthquake.

Silver screen dreamer, code name

"Sentina,"

Whole aura gleamin' like chrome-plated arenas,

Darkwave bass, heart hum like a Tesla,

Mind sharp, voice calm — that's the professor.

(Bridge - R&B tone)

Took time, found peace in the static,

Now the flow cinematic, Every verse automatic, It's pure mathematics.

(Hook)

Cruf cakes, flip on the stove, let it bake,

Back from the low, whole plate for the take,

Fake ones froze when I rose from the break,

Still masked up, but the style don't flake.

Cruf cakes, yeah, heat in the verse, Cook slow burn - make the beat rehearse,

Came from the dirt, turned pain to the perks,

Now I talk smooth while the world do the work.

Then it's pussy this, ass that All that shit trash rap

What started as empowerment

I'm feelin' now it's past that

Yes, I'm with sexual expression if any's tryna lash back

But this proper prostitution, always askin' where the cash at

You sure you sellin' me melody but keep tellin' me your ass fat?

Or you just a succubus, wanna suck us

'til the stash tapped?

Don't get it twist', I like a pretty miss with a vast gap

But this a crazy world, don't put our baby girls on the fast track

you the type to sit down and pee,

I'm the type to boss up, stack racks, then leave,

Crown heavy on my head, yeah it shine with degrees,

Ain't no shade in my lane, just palm trees and VVs.

They talk big online, in person they freeze,

Got bars so cold, make July feel like skis,

Talk slick on a mic, but I rap with ease,

Got the game in my grip like I'm holdin' the keys.

Yo, dude dropped a diss, weak hit, miss the target,

Talkin' all that trash, but the bars ain't market,

Half-baked flow, soundin' like bargain carpet,

Meanwhile I'm cookin' rhymes sharper than a starship.

Mask on crooked, still better than your best take,

Word to metal face, I turn beef into cheesecake,

Talk slick, I let the pen meditate, levitate,

Rhymes bend space, leave your tempo outta place.

Try to diss me, that's a comedy act Your bars fall flat like a record with a crack,

I sip tea, plot schemes, clean with the syntax,

Mic check, one-two, villain in the function,

Talk slick, get baked - lyrical luncheon,

Crunchin' through the beat like cereal munchin',

Lines so clean make the engineer blushin'

Heard your tape once, yeah, it needed construction, Flow all off, like a glitch in production,

I don't chase fame, I collect deductions,

Mask stay cold, no face introduction.

Slide through the booth with the calmest demeanor, Rhymes stay dirty but the pen tip cleaner,

Talk about style? Boy, mine got a heater,

Flip one bar, turn a doubter to a believer.

Stacks in the vault, I don't flex, I invest,

You rap for attention, 1 rap for the test,

They stress about charts, I just bless every set, DOOM-type move

Check the syntax, villain with a mint pack,

Bars stay crunchy even late in the syntax,

Talk cheap, I don't ever spend that,

Wordplay layered like the grill on a Big Mac.

Told shorty chill, I'm conductin' experiments, Mind on Mars, still duckin' the arrogance,

Cook beats rare, plate words with intelligence,

Flow so odd, it's attractin' the negligence.

Crumbs on the table, but I feast on the scraps,

Talk slick in the booth, get wrapped in the raps,

Heard your new joint - mid, collapse,

I rhyme off-beat just to flex on the maps.

Old soul flow, 8-bit with the gold tone,

Mics melt down soon as DOOM-type's home,

You bark online, I just build my throne,

Each bar heavy like a gem in a milestone.

Villain with a grin, pen dipped in caffeine,

Write lines so clean, split screens in half-beam,

They want fame, I want craft - same scene,

But my art age fine like jazz and baked beans.

Talk cheap, I keep peace with the beat loops,

While they fight for the crown, I'm eatin' sweet fruit,

Sharp tongue, split words like neat troops,

Every verse stealth — boom bap in a ski suit.