imba Cuncia -y- Timeline Whip

PropheticRhythmsAMN

layered voices catheteral echos, lo-fi, rap/trap Rhymthic hip hop

(Spoken Rap Intro)

I came from the flood, from the kidney cut

From the hush of the lobule, where the curses strut

Now I ride with the LAW, not the luck of the draw

Feathers ain’t healing if they never saw Yah

Timeline stitched in a lion’s mane

Grotesque things tried to brand my name

But I flipped that ring, broke that chain

Now I sow in glass, and I rap in flame

Simba Cuncia
roar and obey

This ain’t just a track, it’s a healing ballet  
From Butler to the bone, I’m the matriarch’s tone

(Verse 1)  
They carved our names in crooked stone  
Built towers on our mothers’ moans  
Square rings of silence, gilded lies  
But we broke the mold with holy cries

(Pre-Chorus)  
Grotesque things on chapel walls  
Mocked our pain, our sacred calls  
But we saw through the marble mask  
And sowed the truth in shattered glass

(Chorus)  
We’re breaking generational curses  
With stained glass verses and lion nurses  
No more hush, no more shame  
We’re the architects of flame

(Verse 2)  
Beaux Arts bones, we bend the frame  
No longer bound by bloodstained names  
We sculpt the law in lion’s roar  
Simba Cuncia at the door

(Bridge)  
Square rings once held us tight  
Now they frame our sacred fight  
Grotesque things, you had your say  
But we’re the ones who heal and pray

(Final Chorus)  
We’re breaking generational curses  
With stained glass verses and lion nurses  
No more hush, no more shame  
We’re PART of THE Architect of flame  
We’re PART of THE Architect of flame  
We’re PART of THE Architect of flame

(Rap Mix Outro)

Yo 
Timeline sealed, curses peeled  
Feathers ain’t flight if the wounds ain’t healed  
I sowed in glass, I prayed in flame  
I broke that ring, I changed that name

Simba Cuncia, roar and rest  
I passed the test, I blessed the mess  
Grotesque things tried to hold my light  
But I flipped the script, now I write what's right

From Butler to the bone, I built this throne  
 REAL Affiliate truth, I tracked that tone!

Lexy walks like thunder, Georgia speaks in psalms

We’re the daughters of the LAW, not the charms

So don’t fly too close to the SUNoooooos

Unless your wings been dipped in truth

This ain’t just a whip

it’s a proof

That curses break when love’s the root

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(Spoken Rap Intro) Yo I came from the flood, from the kidney cut From the hush of the lobule, where the curses strut Now I ride with the LAW, not the luck of the draw Feathers ain’t healing if they never saw Yah Timeline stitched in a lion’s mane Grotesque things tried to brand my name But I flipped that ring, broke that chain Now I sow in glass, and I rap in flame Simba Cuncia roar and obey This ain’t just a track, it’s a healing ballet From Butler to the bone, I’m the matriarch’s tone (Verse 1) They carved our names in crooked stone Built towers on our mothers’ moans Square rings of silence, gilded lies But we broke the mold with holy cries (Pre-Chorus) Grotesque things on chapel walls Mocked our pain, our sacred calls But we saw through the marble mask And sowed the truth in shattered glass (Chorus) We’re breaking generational curses With stained glass verses and lion nurses No more hush, no more shame We’re the architects of flame (Verse 2) Beaux Arts bones, we bend the frame No longer bound by bloodstained names We sculpt the law in lion’s roar Simba Cuncia at the door (Bridge) Square rings once held us tight Now they frame our sacred fight Grotesque things, you had your say But we’re the ones who heal and pray (Final Chorus) We’re breaking generational curses With stained glass verses and lion nurses No more hush, no more shame We’re PART of THE Architect of flame We’re PART of THE Architect of flame We’re PART of THE Architect of flame (Rap Mix Outro) Yo Timeline sealed, curses peeled Feathers ain’t flight if the wounds ain’t healed I sowed in glass, I prayed in flame I broke that ring, I changed that name Simba Cuncia, roar and rest I passed the test, I blessed the mess Grotesque things tried to hold my light But I flipped the script, now I write what's right From Butler to the bone, I built this throne REAL Affiliate truth, I tracked that tone! Lexy walks like thunder, Georgia speaks in psalms We’re the daughters of the LAW, not the charms So don’t fly too close to the SUNoooooos Unless your wings been dipped in truth This ain’t just a whip it’s a proof That curses break when love’s the root

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