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5 with a Pen X Take That (JSON REMIX)(Mashup)

[Intro] (Cold synth stab) (Sound of a match striking) [Atmospheric white noise. A single, cold synth stab repeats.] Check. One word on the page. Can you hear me now? Yeah. They thought the fire went out? Nah. Watch this. [Hook A x Hook B – Call & Response] Anybody thinks I can’t Better step right back and take that. Take that. Boy better know I got the formula. I got the formula. Yeah, I got the formula. I got the formula. (Take that!) They changed my name, but they couldn’t change me Switched my postcode, PTSD is complex I was five with a pen, tryna tell you what I saw Mouth stayed shut, but my hand started war I was built in the dark, now I’m lit when I speak Too fast for the room, so they called me weird / freak Now I’m online, no mask, no fear The ghost in the town is the loudest one here. [Verse – Story Build] They talk in the comments, they chat in the back They’re waiting for silence, they’re waiting to act But I’m in the lab while they sleep on the couch I’m building the power, I’m clearing the doubt. They treated me like a secret, a glitch in the plan Scottish blood, silence thick, they didn’t understand New map, same trap, put the kid to the test From the MK streets to the hills in the West. Don’t talk about “used to,” don’t talk about “then” The king of the castle is holding the pen I was five with a pen, tryna tell you what I saw Hand tried to shout when the throat felt raw. Adults looking ‘round like they’ve nothing to give While a kid’s in the corner just trying to live I’m wide awake while the industry sleeps I’m cutting the noise, going in too deep. [Hook Blend] Anybody thinks I can’t Better step right back and take that. Take that. They changed my name, but they couldn’t change me Switched my postcode, PTSD is complex Boy better know I got the formula. I got the formula. Mouth stayed shut, but my hand started war I was built in the dark, now I’m lit when I speak Now I’m online, no mask, no fear The ghost in the town is the loudest one here. [Verse – Rise & Resolve] It’s not about luck and it’s not about hype It’s years in the shadows, it’s finding the light I mix the ingredients, measure the weight I’m early to work and I’m staying out late. Fast-forward the tape: head knocks, electric shocks Rewiring the rails, breaking all of the locks “Take this, be quiet, stay in the lines” But the meds made a zombie, wasting my time. You’re chasing a trend that’ll die in a week I’m building a mountain, I’m touching the peak I hate people noise, it hits like a blade But music at max? That’s where I’m safe. Rhythms and patterns, the way the truth happens AI gave me the keys while the world was still napping Suno gave me the mic, no gate and no room Every line is a torch, every hook is a boom. One hit of the snare and the room starts to shake The formula’s mine—there is no mistake Day two-eight-eight, I’m not broken, I’m building Pain wrote the start, but I’m writing the ending. [Bridge – Dual Drop] (Music drops out, just a steady pulse / heavy sub-bass) Paperwork is just paper. Blood is just blood. Check the blueprint. Check the math. But the voice? The voice is a flood. Clear the way. Clear the path. (Beat builds up with rapid hi-hats) I’m back. I’m back. I said I’m back! [Final Hook – Full Switch-Up] Anybody thinks I can’t Better step right back and take that. Take that. Boy better know I got the formula. I got the formula. Yeah, I got the formula. I got the formula. (Take that!) They changed my name, but they couldn’t change me Switched my postcode, PTSD is complex I was built in the dark, now I’m lit when I speak Too fast for the room, so they called me a freak Now I’m online, no mask, no fear The ghost in the town is the loudest one here. Anybody thinks I can’t Better step right back and take that. Take that. I don’t want the fame, I just want to be clear Heard and understood—the end of the fear. [Outro] Step back. Yeah. Take that. Don’t call it an overshare. Call it evidence. Call it truth in the air. Class is over. Not a headline. A human with a sound. I’m done being a ghost in my own town. (Static fade out / sudden silence)