🎤 [Intro – 2 Bars]
Systems fried, I breathe through broken signals,
Truth coded deep in scars — encrypted rituals.
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🧠 [Verse 1 – 16 Bars]
Born beneath concrete storms, thunder spoke Latin,
Digits dance daily, destiny ain't random.
Keys in the dirt, I composed fate’s anthem,
Mirrors crack lies, every shard held a tantrum.
Never blink near shadows; wisdom wears silence,
Lessons stitched tight inside violence.
Woke from circuits — dreams carved with defiance,
Balance feels foreign when survival breeds science.
Pressure builds language, I write in distortions,
Patched my lungs with verses, exhaled misfortunes.
Trust doesn’t echo, I lean into distortions,
Drip came from droughts, not corporate endorsements.
My pulse don't panic — pain crafted momentum,
Files erased love, replaced raw venom.
Strangers wore masks, hearts hid agendas,
Soul don’t glitch — it just edits its sentence.
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🌀 [Hook – 8 Bars]
Glitch in my soul, never lost — just rewritten,
Every ghost I buried still sends me encrypted.
Truth don’t lie, it morphs through friction,
Love turned illusion, now I date intuition.
Voices in the static keep telling me “listen,”
But signals from heaven ain’t clear in this prison.
Glitch in my soul, I evolved through the system,
No restart, no cap, just unfiltered precision.
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🧊 [Verse 2 – 16 Bars]
Blueprints of hunger, I drew from the gutter,
Wounds raised my tone — I skipped learning to stutter.
Cold gripped my spine, but I danced with the shutter,
Every click framed war, no filters, no buffer.
Clock ticked backward, I lived past predictions,
Came from a block where the math birthed convictions.
Every step layered in ghost-like friction,
I bled ink, spilled knowledge through fiction.
Faith ain’t a sermon, it’s motion through doubt,
And trust gets taxed when real ones reroute.
Tears taste metallic, joy never sprouts,
Where angels get clipped, and loyalty shouts.
I speak fluent grind, pain's my curriculum,
Scripts dropped gold without seeking a minimum.
Time don’t heal, it stores equilibrium,
Truth glitches loud when you move like a synonym.
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💔 [Bridge – 4 Bars]
I was born without rest, slept next to weapons,
Every breath a file, each regret a confession.
Hope don’t echo — just moves with discretion,
My soul ain't lost — it just rewrote the question.
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🎤 [Outro – 2 Bars]
No restart needed — I built through collapse,
Every glitch divine — just code in a trap.
MoodyLoe
