Iron Bastion

The perimeter is locked.

No entries. No leaks.

If they can't see the foundation,

they can't plan the demolition.

Watch this.

I dropped out of their loops and I left the group chat,

They’re still gossiping about where the old cash sat.

I don’t leave breadcrumbs,

I don’t leave a trail,

I don’t ask for wishes in a wishing well.

They love to play mentor when you're on your knees,

But they turn into statues when you cross the seas.

So I put up a wall made of stone and cold iron,

Silencing the static and the fake street sirens.

If it doesn't bring leverage,

it doesn't get space,

I’m running a country,

not a popular race.

Don't lay your blueprints on everybody's desk,

Some people smile but they’re waiting for the mess.

Lock up the vision,

don't you make a sound,

Let the heavy weight of your success shake the ground.

Yeah, don't tell your dreams to everyone around,

They’ll dig a grave before it's out the ground.

Let the bass hit low,

let the truth be found,

Move in shadows... then shake the ground.

They treat their business like an open book safari,

Then wonder why their concepts get stolen by Ferrari.

I keep my mouth shut till the check is cleared,

Building up the monster that they always feared.

No sneak peeks, no trailers,

no hype, Just a silent takeover of a brutal type.

Let 'em think I’m empty,

let 'em think I’m broke,

Until the whole industry vanishes in smoke.

True dominance doesn't look for applause,

It writes the history and dictates the laws.

Pull the curtain. The show

is over before

it even started. Keep 'em guessing.

Shh...