

Check
the clock,
check
the frame
Every second
counts when you step inside the game (yeah)
Flash on the dash when I cash every syllable Plotting the pinnacle,
never predictable Split it meticulous,
syllable critical Spitting venomous lines from the lyrical citadel Clocking the cadence,
I break into hyperspeed
Planting the vision like water into the seed
Stacking the bars till the paper begins to bleed Taking the lead,
never conceding the speed!
(let's
go!)
Pressure rising in the chamber
Target locked, facing danger One breath,
zero fear Watch us take the atmosphere!
Run the track, break the gauge!
Turn the heat up on the stage!
(woo!) Fast pace, sharp edge,
iron will!
Paying every single bill with the skill!
Run the track, break the gauge!
Watch us shatter out the cage!
Switching the gear with a gear-shifting narrative Clarity imperative,
truth is declarative
Look at the blueprint,
I crafted the derivative
Nothing comparative, raw and imperative Rhyme scheme tangled in a knot,
untangle it Catch every angle,
I strangle the beat and mangle it
Dropping the hammer, I hammer the standard down
Carving the sound until we take the crown!
(hahaha) Precision. Collision.
A singular vision.
Ten seconds till the strike hits the core
Open up the floodgate,
give 'em more!
Run the track, break the gauge!
Turn the heat up on the stage!
(yeah!) Fast pace, sharp edge,
iron will!
Paying every single bill with the skill!
Run the track, break the gauge!
Watch us shatter out the cage!
Done. Down to the
wire. Left the whole studio catching fire. (ahhhh)