Fight Til I'm Good Enough

Fight Til I'm Good Enough (feat. Elsie Lovelock, Michael Kovach & Allanah Fitzgerald)

CALLER UNKNOWN

JUST A TOUCH

lyrics!!!!! 
 
(Rewind... replay...")




(Vocal Intro)
Tick-tock... the clock shattered...
The frame cracked... and everything scattered...




Verse 1 aggressive delivery, almostlabyrinth, brain intact and unscarred,
Every single trajectory calculated, every goddamn card played hard.
Then the screen flickered, a malignant glitch in the grand design, divine,
One solitary, fucking second, severed the old, entwined timeline.
Yeah, one goddamn instance, a seismic shift, an agonizing twist,
Now reality's a fractured mirror, reflecting nothing but the missed.
Can't reconstruct the sequences, the data's all corrupted, gone,
Just the deafening silence, before the damn eternal dawn.




Pre-ChorusFelt the foundations crumble, saw the light dissolve to black,
No re-entry point, no turning this goddamn momentum back.
Every cell in my body screaming, ripping at the seams,
Trapped in this cursed loop, haunted by infernal dreams!




Chorus
(Layered, powerful, gang vocals - clean and screamed)
ONE MOMENT! Yeah, a single, devastating, ZERO HOUR CRACK!
UNLEASHED! This relentless, soul-consuming, VICIOUS ATTACK!
SHATTERED! Every piece of what I was is left behind, undone!
NOW I'M NOTHING! But the ECHO! Of the war that can't be won!




Verse 2
(Same rapid-fire, aggressive delivery)
Tryna piece the fragments, dissect the goddamn detonator,
Flipping through the memory reels, like a deranged excavator.
Every nuance scrutinized, every word, every single stare,
Searching for the rupture, the moment I ceased to even care.
This is denial's iron grip, tightening 'round my fucking throat,
Choking back the truth, trying to keep this broken vessel afloat.
But the current's too damn strong, dragging me down below the tide,
Where the ghosts of 'what-ifs' and 'could-haves' forever reside.




Pre-Chorus
(Building intensity, vocals growling/screaming)
Felt the foundations crumble, saw the light dissolve to black,
No re-entry point, no turning this goddamn momentum back.
Every cell in my body screaming, ripping at the seams,
Trapped in this cursed loop, haunted by infernal dreams!




Chorus
(Layered, powerful, gang vocals - clean and screamed)
ONE MOMENT! Yeah, a single, devastating, ZERO HOUR CRACK!
UNLEASHED! This relentless, soul-consuming, VICIOUS ATTACK!
SHATTERED! Every piece of what I was is left behind, undone!
NOW I'M NOTHING! But the ECHO! Of the war that can't be won!




Bridge
(Beat drops out slightly, then slams back harder. Vocals become more unhinged, screamed/growled with underlying harmonies)
I'll claw my way back through the static! Rip the wires out of TIME!
Reconstruct the goddamn sequence! Erase this heinous, fucking crime!
You think I'll just accept it?! Just lie down and decompose?!
I'll tear the fabric of existence, expose the truth it purposefully knows!
(Heavy, pounding rhythm. Vocals raw and desperate)
OBSESSIVE PULSE! INCESSANT DRILL! A VOID THAT CAN'T BE FILLED!
LIVING HELL! EVERY SECOND KILLED! MY SPIRIT, BATTERED, WILLED!




(Guitar Solo - Chaotic, melodic, heavy, distorted. Aggressive ad-libs over the solo: "FUCK!", "WHY?!", "NEVER AGAIN!", "OBSESSION!")




Chorus (Outro Style)
(Repeated with increasing frantic energy and intensity, layered vocals)
ONE MOMENT! Yeah, a single, devastating, ZERO HOUR CRACK!
UNLEASHED! This relentless, soul-consuming, VICIOUS ATTACK!
SHATTERED! Every piece of what I was is left behind, undone!
NOW I'M NOTHING! But the ECHO! Of the war that can't be won!
(Gets louder, more distorted, almost breaking apart)
ONE MOMENT! ZERO HOUR CRACK! VICIOUS ATTACK!
SHATTERED! UNDONE! ECHO! CAN'T BE WON!
(Abrupt, grinding halt)




Outro
(Lingering distorted guitar feedback, heavy, fading 808 thump, a final, guttural gasp)
It's over... no... it's just begun...
(Silence)

REWIND

Static Messiah

my finale song before I take a break...enjoy while it lasts 

Pressure talk

2lbs chopped chicken thighs

1C greek yogurt

2tsp garam masala

1½ tsp cayenne pepper

1tsp turmeric

1½ tsp chili powder

1tsp paprika

1 lemons juice

1Tbsp Grated fresh ginger

2tsp Grated garlic

1tsp OCEAN (SALT)

THE SAUCE

Oil for sauteeing

1/2 onion, sliced

3 medium sized tomatoes (chopped

1C chicken stock

The same spices from the Marinade (same amount too)

1Tbsp Grated fresh ginger

2tsp Grated garlic

1½ C cashews

1½ C heavy cream

5Tbsp Butter

Adjust salt after sauce is blended!

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LYRICS!!!!!!

[Intro]

Ayy…
Yeah…
We outside widdit — whole block feel the rumble…
Skrrt skrrt, bitch…
Let’s get into it…


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[Hook]

Swing that muhfucka, we gon’ wreck the block (yeah)
Bad bitch with me, she gon’ set it off (uh)
Talk loud on the net, but he never pop (nah)
In-person? Boy freeze up, he a desktop.

Chrome pipes on the whip, that bitch breathe fire,
Her ex still mad — tell him “retire.”
I’m the whole wave, boy, you just a wire,
She ride me crazy like new car tires.


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[Verse 1]

Ayy, bounce out clean, no smudge on the drip,
Shawty wanna fuck ‘cause she love how I spit.
You cuffin’ that girl? Bro, she love to switch —
Had her in the backseat singin’ like a diss.

I ain’t never playin’ with a bum, that’s facts,
Don’t dap me up if your pockets don’t match.
Buddy talk smoke ‘til he see who’s attached —
Whole team ruthless, everybody on track.

Big engine growl, that bitch talk like me,
She down on her knees, that’s a real sight-see.
Boy keep cappin’, he ain’t built like me —
His chain too light, that’s a real tight squeeze.


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[Hook]

Swing that muhfucka, we gon’ wreck the block (wreck it)
Bad bitch with me, she gon’ set it off (set it)
Talk loud on the net, but he never pop (never)
In-person? Boy freeze up, he a desktop.

Chrome pipes on the whip, that bitch breathe fire,
Her ex still mad — tell him “retire.”
I’m the whole wave, boy, you just a wire,
She ride me crazy like new car tires.


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[Verse 2]

I’m really him, not a maybe, not sorta,
Your girl hit my phone like, “You comin’ over?”
Hit once, hit twice — now she callin’ me Yoda
‘Cause I give her good game, then I move like a soldier.

Money too long, can’t fold, no way,
Talk too slick, get parked like valet.
Chain so bright you can see it through the day,
And your bitch wanna eat — gourmet.

Ride too wild, I’m a real stunt driver,
Gas so loud make the whole block higher.
He got no hoes, that boy need a buyer,
His name in her phone under “don’t reply—tired.”


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[Bridge]

She wanna slide, she wanna vibe,
She wanna hop in the whip and ride.
He wanna flex, he wanna type,
But he ain’t gon’ show when it’s time outside.


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[Hook]

Swing that muhfucka, we gon’ wreck the block (wreck the block)
Bad bitch with me, she gon’ set it off (set it off)
Talk loud on the net, but he never pop (nah)
In-person? Boy freeze up, he a desktop.

Chrome pipes on the whip, that bitch breathe fire,
Her ex still mad — tell him “retire.”
I’m the whole wave, boy, you just a wire,
She ride me crazy like new car tires.


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[Outro]

Ayy…
We done tore the whole damn street up again…
You know how it go…
Skrrt bitch.

WRECK THE BLOCK

209_Jordan

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