Snap, snap heartbeat off track, Still I move, still I groove, never lookin’ back. Storm in my soul, but the beat don’t lie, I'm a wildfire rhythm in the midnight sky. I was born in the noise, raised in the roar, Where silence is heavy and peace is folklore. But I learned to weave pain into golden threads, Turn scars into verses the soul never forgets. Haters threw shade but I danced through the weather, Lightning in my step, gettin’ lighter than ever. This ain't perfection it's pressure turned pearl, I'm chaos refined in a radiant world. Chaotic rhythm, I found my way, Spinnin’ through fire like it’s ballet. Broken and loud, but still I shine, This messy beat? It’s mine, all mine. Chaotic rhythm don't need control, I ride the storm, I own my soul. I don't fit in the lines, I break every frame, They whispered my flaws, now they chant my name. I ain’t here for applause, I’m here for the fight, For the dreamers who hustle through sleepless nights. Every misstep became part of the flow, Every no lit a fire in the depths below. Now my chaos is crafted, my rhythm divine, No map, no master just a beat and a spine. Yeah, I was doubted, counted out, Talked about, boxed in and locked out. But I’m still here with my tempo intact, Made a symphony from every setback. No need to quiet what made me loud, I’m thunder in heels, I’m dreams unbowed. This ain’t disorder, this is design Every off-beat moment was a perfect sign. Chaotic rhythm, I found my way, Spinnin’ through fire like it’s ballet. Broken and loud, but still I shine, This messy beat? It’s mine, all mine. Chaotic rhythm don’t need control, I ride the storm, I own my soul. (Let 'em know, let 'em know now...) This messy beat? It’s mine, all mine. So if your heart don’t beat like theirs do good. That’s your rhythm. That’s your truth. Own it. Live it. Decorate the noise. That’s how legends move. Produced by marz. #SoundsOfMarz
