Taking Up The Room| A Sinister Sister Creative Production

[INTRO] (filtered vocal, distant) Don't make room for me. I brought my own. (beat drops) Yeah. Look alive. --- [VERSE 1] Walk in slow, let the whole floor tilt, Black on black and a little guilt. I learned real young how to disappear, Now I make silence turn its head when I'm near. No invitation, no velvet rope, Built this staircase out of stubborn hope. They were counting me out while I counted the cost, Now I'm standing where they said I'd get lost. (whisper) Funny how the room got smaller. --- [PRE-CHORUS] Feel that? That's pressure in the walls. That's every little "no" Coming back when I call. I don't need permission. I don't need applause. If there's space at the table, I already know where I belong. --- [CHORUS] I'm taking up the room, Taking up the room, Shoulders back, chin high, Let the ceiling make some room. I'm taking up the air, Taking up the light, You can keep your little throne, I built mine overnight. Don't tell me to be smaller, I spent too long underground. If you wanted me invisible, You should've never turned me around. I'm taking up the room. (Yeah.) I'm taking up the room. --- [POST-CHORUS / SIGNATURE HOOK] (distorted prepared-piano motif) Tick-tick-TING. Tick-tick-TING. I came in. I came in. I came in. Tick-tick-TING. Tick-tick-TING. Now everybody knows my name. --- [VERSE 2] I don't chase seats, I redesign tables, Turn a locked door into something unstable. They wanted a whisper, I brought the bass, Put my fingerprints all over the place. I know what it costs when you're building from zero, Every scar got promoted to a permanent hero. Every late night, every "not yet," Every little mountain I refused to forget. Now the room goes quiet when I step inside, Not because I'm asking, Because I survived. --- [PRE-CHORUS 2] Feel that? That's the floor underneath. That's the sound of a woman Finally taking her seat. No apology. No shrinking back. I didn't come this far To fit inside somebody else's frame. --- [CHORUS] I'm taking up the room, Taking up the room, Shoulders back, chin high, Let the ceiling make some room. I'm taking up the air, Taking up the light, You can keep your little throne, I built mine overnight. Don't tell me to be smaller, I spent too long underground. If you wanted me invisible, You should've never turned me around. I'm taking up the room. --- [RAP BREAKDOWN] (beat strips down, bass + signature motif) Look. I paid in hours, Paid in doubt, Paid in doors They tried to lock me out. No shortcut, No handout, No "maybe" When the lights went out. Built from the basement, Came up through the floor, Now I don't knock When I walk through the door. You call it attitude. I call it evidence. You call it ego. I call it presence. You had your chance To overlook me. Now every wall Is gonna know me. (beat cuts) I'M HERE. --- [BRIDGE] (almost whispered, intimate) Maybe I don't need the whole world. Maybe I just need enough space To finally breathe. Maybe the point was never Being the loudest. Maybe it was learning I didn't have to disappear To make somebody else comfortable. (signature motif slowly returns) Tick... tick... TING. No. Not anymore. --- [FINAL CHORUS] (full drums, huge bass, layered soprano harmonies) I'm taking up the room, Taking up the room, Every wall, every door, Every inch of what I earned. I'm taking up the air, Taking up the light, I've been waiting all my life And tonight is finally mine. Don't tell me to be smaller, Don't tell me to step aside. I survived the dark long enough To walk into the light. I'm taking up the room. (Taking up the room!) I'm taking up the room. (Make some room!) I'm taking up the room. (Yeah, I'm here!) I'm taking up the room. --- [OUTRO] (beat gradually strips away) Tick-tick-TING. I came in. Tick-tick-TING. I stayed. Tick-tick-TING. I built this. (whispered) And I'm not leaving. I'm taking up the room.