Resurrection

[Intro — spoken, low]
Yeah. You think you know me? Nah.
Listen close — this one’s for the ones who felt unseen.
Turn the beast on. Let it breathe.

I can see your style, see the miles behind your smile,
Radar on my soul, you act wild but I'm versatile.
I can see the things, little hints and the small lies,
Pieces of your puzzle fallin' short like cheap ties.
You understand you don't understand me — paradox, man,
You read the cover, skip the chapters, judge the brand.
You never knew who I am, never felt my gravity,
Try to box me in your view, but I'm defiant strategy.
I know what I do — precision like a surgeon,
Sharp decisions, cut the noise, I'm emergin'.
This is not a game — no joystick, no playtest,
This is my life, full throttle, ain't no safety haze.
I believe in me for now, I believe I in me for now —
Two lines, one vow, steady breath, I take my bow.
I won't fold, won't slow, won't spend my life in shadow,
Riding behind nobodies, faded echoes that hold me back, yo.

So I say to you — stay the line, stay the fuck out my lane,
Or I will run your ass over, leave you talkin' just pain.
But it ain't just rage, it's warning wrapped in truth,
Protect the path I'm carving, this is my booth.

I drive my fate, no rearview, no pity, no shade,
If you get in my way, boy, know this price is paid.
I can see your style, I can see the things,
You understand you don't understand me — hearing ring.
Stay the fuck out my lane or get run over, man,
I built my road from grit, sweat, scars and plan.
This is my life, this is my crown, this is my sound,
I believe in me for now — watch me own this town.

Lights flash, dash lit, heart sync with the bass hit,
Every step I take is proof, every loss is a facelift.
I been silent in the storm, but I learned to transform,
Turn the thunder into melody, pain into platform.
You tryna paint me with past paint, same palette, bland strokes,
But I'm mixing new colors, phoenix fly, no smoke.
You never knew who I am — that's on you, not my truth,
I got history in my hands, future proof from my youth.
I know what I do — craft sentences like weapons,
No gimmicks, no rehearsals, I'm focused in my essence.
This is not a game — it's chess, not checkers, complex,
One move, one king, watch me shift the context.
I believe I in me for now — grammar bent, spirit strong,
I rewrite the script where the weak bow to the strong.
I will not spend the rest of my life like a passenger,
Passenger-seat dreams, shadow casted by lesser.

So hear me now — stay the line and respect the lane,
I warned you once, twice — now feel the thunder of the train.
But feel me right — I'm not proud of pain I might bring,
I just guard my peace, won't let wolves masquerade as kings.



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