VOICE-NOTE INTRO (muffled)
“People swear they know me… they don’t. They met one side.”
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INTRO — (TONE: cold villain calm)
“I don’t talk much…
say the wrong thing and someone not goin’ home.”
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VERSE 1 — (TONE: heavy, real-life pressure, quiet frustration)
I don’t trust crowds, too many masks in the room (fake love).
Pressure on my back but I still make it move (keep goin’).
City hit hard, had to carve out my groove.
Pain in my chest but I play it real smooth.
Long nights grindin’, but I stand tall (always).
Ain’t nobody save me when I needed that call (nobody).
Scars on my soul talk louder than y’all.
If the vibe feel off, I’m already gone (gone).
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HOOK — (TONE: dark Scorpio confidence, hypnotic, mantra-like)
I got four sides, none of ’em sweet (none).
Lover in the sheets, monster in the street (street).
Calm on the surface, chaos underneath (deep).
Touch me wrong once and you never breathe deep (don’t try it).
Four sides, baby, choose who you meet (wise).
Silent when I’m real, violent when I peak (peak).
Heart been frozen but my body bring heat (heat).
Scorpio soul with a mind too deep (too deep).
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VERSE 2 — (TONE: toxic lover energy, sensual but dangerous)
I talk soft but my hands talk loud (come here).
Kiss on her neck, now she losin’ her style (yeah).
Say she hate me… then stay a long while (stay).
I ruin who I touch, the cycle repeat (repeat).
Give her heaven then dip from the heat (fade).
She spin back ’cause the passion elite (elite).
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BRIDGE — (TONE: villain monologue, cold logic, emotionless)
I don’t trust shadows… too familiar.
I don’t trust warmth… it leaves quicker.
I trust survival.
Everything else? Temporary.
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VERSE 3 — (TONE: all four sides merged, controlled intensity)
I’m him when I’m hurt, him when I’m proud (still him).
Him in the silence, him in the crowd (always).
Gave love to ones who walked out loud (gone).
Now my heart locked where real ones allowed.
Lover me sweet but scarred (scars).
Demon me cold and hard (cold).
Villain me? Don’t push too far (don’t).
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OUTRO — (TONE: quiet, iconic, fin)
I got four sides, none of ’em sweet (none…).
Lover in the sheets, monster in the street (street…).
Calm on the surface, chaos underneath (deep…).
Touch me wrong once and you never breathe deep (breathe…).
Four sides, baby, choose who you meet—
“…you just never seen every version of me…” (loop fade)
