Rapid Fire Rhythm

{sub-bass roll-in} {rapid-fire hi-hat tease} Yeah,

yeah

{dynamic beat drop

incoming} I'm on a run with the rhythm,

I hit them with vision,

they listen, I'm cutting with precision Never division,

I make a decision,

I'm rising above all the static and friction Write a new page

like a modern-day sage,

stepping up to the stage with a fire and a rage Clocking

the miles, I am changing the styles,

and I leave them with smiles as they turn to the page

Watch the sparks fly when the beat goes cold (yeah) Everything we

touch is turning to gold

We run the game,

we rewrite the rule (we rewrite the rule)

Keeping it sharp, keeping it cool

{soaring synth lead}

Flow like a river,

I deliver, make 'em shiver when I pull up on the track

Never looking back, stacking up the facts,

and I pack it in a wrap,

hit 'em with a snap Keep it moving,

keep it grooving, what I'm proving is a masterclass of absolute speed

Every single syllable is planting a seed,

and I lead, and I feed,

everything that you need

{beat drops out completely} {just a ticking clock sound} No ticking back

No slowing down (shhh)

{explosive bass sweep back in} Watch the sparks fly when the beat

goes cold (yeah) Everything we touch is turning to gold

We run the game,

we rewrite the rule (we rewrite the rule)

Keeping it sharp, keeping it cool

{heavy brass hits}

Yeah Fast lane

No brakes

{drums fade out} {synth pads wash

over} {final 808 note fades}