VERSE 1] — The “Suits” Show Up They walk in slow with their paper stacks, Talking big rules like they’re guarding Fort Knox tracks. Tight gray ties, over-shined black shoes, Trying to tell the future how to make its moves. They look at dreams like “that’s too loud,” Tryna cage the lightning we pull from clouds. But we laugh ’cause we already know— You can’t stop the wave when it’s built to blow. ⸻ [PRE-CHORUS] — Sarcastic Gen Z energy Ohhh they got forms and files and fear, Talking like they own every song in the atmosphere. But every time they try to close that door— We find a window and we make ten more. ⸻ 🔥 [CHORUS — In their face, but smart] Hey, hey, you can slow the beat down, But you’ll never take the magic out the sound. Ideas hit harder than the lines you draw— Your rules ain’t stronger than the spark we saw. You build your fences, we build our sky, You say “no,” but the melody says “try.” Keep your papers—this rhythm won’t bow, ’Cause imagination’s running the show now. ⸻ [VERSE 2] — The Creative Fight They say “think small,” we say “nah, go big.” They say “play safe,” we say “break the rig.” They want the past to decide what’s next, But the future’s vibing with a brand new flex. They measure art by dollars and fear, We measure sound by what we FEEL in here. They guard the gates like they’re saving the throne— Bro, we built a kingdom of our own. ⸻ [PRE-CHORUS 2] — Turning the energy up Ohhh, they can write a thousand-page decree, But creativity don’t ask for a lawyer to be free. Every time they tighten up the chain, We make a masterpiece out of the pain. ⸻ 🌟🔥 [CHORUS — Bigger, louder, freer] Hey, hey, you can slow the beat down, But you’ll never take the magic out the sound. Ideas hit harder than the lines you draw— Your rules ain’t stronger than the spark we saw. You build your fences, we build our sky, You say “no,” but the melody says “try.” Keep your papers—this rhythm won’t bow, ’Cause imagination’s running the show now. ⸻ [BRIDGE — Cinematic, dramatic] Here’s to the dreamers the rules can’t break, The ones who remix everything they take. Here’s to the minds they can’t contain— We rise like thunder, we love like rain. To every “stop,” we say “create,” To every wall, we say “not too late.” They try to dim the brightest spark— But stars shine harder in the dark. ⸻ 🌌🔥 [FINAL CHORUS — Epic drop] Hey, hey, you can slow the beat down, But you’ll never take the magic out the sound. Ideas hit harder than the lines you draw— Your rules ain’t stronger than the spark we saw. You build your fences, we build our sky, You say “no,” but the melody says “try.” The world may change but we hold the crown— ’Cause imagination NEVER backs down.
