[Gritty, raspy,Mid-range tenor/baritone with confident, charismatic tone; rapid-fire, punchy, syncopated cadence; clever wordplay, gritty swagger, melodic hooks, energetic flow.]
[Verse 1]
First, you spark the buzz, watch ‘em swarm like vultures—yeah
Clingin’ to your grind, blood-suckers, thirsty like locusts—whoa
Beggin’ for the plug, tryna ride the wave, no cost—nah
Think you run the bag, they just ridin’ on your gloss—skrrt
Fake hype on the sidelines when your album hit the streets—yeah, yeah
Friends switch quick, now they sick, lost in your heat—ha
Hover ‘round the pink slip, or tryna catch you off the jet—whoa
I just wave, they seasick, can’t ride my set—woo
Parasites in my dome, fleas and ticks tryna feed—yeah
I’m keepin’ it solid, built different—so stop watchin’ me bleed—ha
[Hook]
Used to run the club, now I stay low, doors locked—yeah
Homies still in trenches, Gs grown, fully stocked—whoa
From rap to rock ‘n’ roll, fake niggas wanna be me—yeah
Can’t box me in smoke, lessons only hit if you see me—skrrt
[Verse 2]
Move underground, Rollie Polys blind to the play—yeah
Burnin’ old me down, resurrection every day—ha
Mirror-stare, stomach this reflection, fear left behind—whoa
God’s shield on my back, shame ditched, I’m built to grind—yeah
Pourin’ out the beer, holla my name when the best appear—woo
No gold chains, no fame, just spittin’ gospel for my peers—ha
Not flexin’, just blessed, every bar a monument—yeah
Schoolin’ these streets in rhyme, every line a testament—skrrt
[Bridge / Punchline Section]
I’m the storm they whisper ‘bout, thunder rollin’ through the block—yeah
Parasites swim in my brain, tryna snatch a piece of the clock—whoa
From sidelines to skyline, y’all wishin’ you could walk my walk—ha
I sip patience, spit wisdom, leave snakes with nothin’ to stalk—woo
[Ad-libs / Vocal Cues throughout]
Yeah, ha, whoa, woo, skrrt, yeah-yeah, ayy, huh
J_Piece
