[LYRICS] [Intro – short] No handrails no warm-up no warning we’re already moving. [Verse 1 – continuous double-time] I don’t ease into motion I enter mid-sentence already cutting through whatever you thought was the start because hesitation is leverage and I don’t hand that away, you look for cues I remove context you want a beat to lean on I keep the floor unstable so balance becomes earned instead of assumed, thoughts arrive faster than etiquette allows so manners drop first I don’t interrupt conversations I overtake them and keep going, you call it aggression because it doesn’t slow down to check if you’re comfortable I call it efficiency under conditions that don’t negotiate. I don’t speak at you I speak past you letting whatever survives the velocity stay attached while the rest gets stripped off by pace alone, if something lands it’s not because I aimed it carefully it’s because it was built to hold shape while everything else collapsed. [Micro-Refrain – embedded] No handrails no grip stay upright or don’t. [Verse 2 – denser] Speed doesn’t make this hostile speed removes padding and exposes how much of what you call confidence depends on breath availability and tempo mercy, watch conviction turn decorative when the beat stops waiting for you to finish the sentence, I don’t flex articulation I ration it every consonant earns oxygen every phrase pays rent in real time. If you hear anger that’s projection what you’re actually hearing is the absence of cushioning I don’t reassure I clarify and clarification feels violent when you’ve been living on delays and soft edges. [Verse 3 – long run] I learned early that explanation invites negotiation and negotiation dilutes outcome so I stopped explaining not to dominate but to conserve momentum, most people want speed until speed demands honesty then they ask for pacing structure someone to count them in give them space to recover. I don’t count I move and if you’re behind that’s not a threat it’s data collected without commentary. [Micro-Refrain] No handrails no pause still moving. [Verse 4 – colder] You rely on rhythm to carry intent I rely on intent to survive rhythm which is why I subtract noise until whatever’s left has nowhere to hide, every time the pace tightens something peels off you excuses first then posture then whatever you thought was essential, I don’t enjoy watching that happen I just don’t interfere with the process. [Verse 5 – fastest sustained] This isn’t rage rage wastes energy this is alignment under acceleration refusing to decelerate for systems built to protect indecision, if clarity feels violent check what it’s colliding with because speed doesn’t invent flaws it makes them audible and once they’re audible there’s no unhearing them. [Bridge – still running] You keep asking where the hook is this is the hook sustained attention without release without applause without permission to rest, if you need relief you weren’t built for this stretch. [Final Run] No slowdown for comfort no spacing for reaction if the line survives at this velocity it belongs if it fractures it never did, I don’t finish strong I finish consistent and consistency under pressure is the only metric that matters. [Outro] No handrails still running clock didn’t blink.
