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[Intro]
Yo, this that dusty vinyl crackle, soulful hip-hop glow,
Pen’s a grenade, watch the stage catch a show.
Old school vibes with a new gen twist,
Mic in my fist, let’s enlist in this bliss.

[Verse 1]
I’m spittin’ scriptures, vivid, paintin’ pictures with my diction,
Flippin’ rhythms, no restrictions, breakin’ prisms of conviction.
Ink’s my ammunition, spark a vision, start a mission,
Old heads nod, new kids flock, I bridge the coalition.
Pen’s a machete, slice through beats with deadly aim,
Flow’s a comet, droppin’ flames, reppin’ legends in the game.
From the crates to the stage, I’m resurrectin’ the vibe,
Soul in my veins, keep the culture alive.

[Chorus]
We bring the sound back, snares clap, hats crack,
Truth in the track, keep the roots intact.
From the block to the stars, we ignite the spark,
Mic’s a torch, light the dark, leave a mark.

[Verse 2]
I’m dodgin’ traps, snappin’ claps, rappin’ maps to the treasure,
Measure pleasure in the pressure, never lesser, I’m forever.
Double entendres, wander through the bars like a nomad,
Spit so cold, turn the mic to a snow-clad.
Cipher’s my dojo, flow’s a katana slice,
Dice life, roll precise, sacrifice for the mic.
Kids in the cypher, vibe to the rhythm I’m dealin’,
Peelin’ layers of the game, revealin’ truth to the ceilin’.

[Break]
[Beat drops out, just hi-hats and a low bass hum]
Ayo, let the drums breathe, let the soul speak,
This that corner cypher vibe, where the bold meet.

[Verse 3]
I’m a poet with a potion, locomotion in my quotes,
Floatin’ through the ocean, coast to coast, I provoke.
Rhymes cascade, parade through the haze of the fray,
Slay clichés, pave the way for the brave to obey.
Mic’s a scepter, I’m the rector of the rhythm’s cathedral,
Lethal, no equal, keep it real for my people.
From the boombox blarin’ to the streamin’ in your AirPods,
I’m the bridge ‘tween the eras, sparin’ none, I’m a rap god.

[Interlude]
Yo, this ain’t just bars, it’s a movement, fam.
From the 808 kicks to the kids in the stands.
We hold the torch, keep the fire ablaze,
Soulful hip-hop forever, through the nights and the days.

[Verse 4]
I’m craftin’ sagas, magma flows, volcanic with the grammar,
Slammin’ like a hammer, panorama of the battle’s clamor.
Schemes switch quick, pivot like a pick-and-roll,
Soul’s the coal, stoke the goal, let the story unfold.
Ink’s my lifeline, rhyme’s the spine of my essence,
Presence luminescent, crescent moon in my sessions.
From the stoop to the booth, I’m the truth in the groove,
Move the youth with the proof that the roots never lose.

[Chorus]
We bring the sound back, snares clap, hats crack,
Truth in the track, keep the roots intact.
From the block to the stars, we ignite the spark,
Mic’s a torch, light the dark, leave a mark.

[Verse 5]
I’m a titan with the writtens, spittin’ riddles that unravel,
Travel through the gravel, battle scars in my travel.
Flow’s a guillotine, clean, cut the scene into fractions,
Action-packed, no distractions, just the passion of the faction.
Rhymes chain like a chemist, alchemist with the cadence,
Patience, I’m the greatest, paintin’ greatness on the pavement.
Legacy’s the mission, ammunition in my verses,
Curses to the serpents, servin’ purpose ‘til the earth shifts.

[Outro]
Yo, this the anthem for the dreamers and the schemers,
Believers in the speakers, keepers of the fever.
Hip-hop’s the heartbeat, never stop the pulse,
From the cypher to the cosmos, we evolve.
[Record scratch, silence.]


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