[Verse 1] Blueprint skin, drawn in light Measured pulse, cut just right Every curve deliberate Every risk articulate You see surface, see a show You don’t see the hours below Late nights bending symmetry Turning doubt to clarity [Pre-Chorus] You call it “constructed” Like that’s an insult Baby Everything powerful Is built [Chorus — Slow, Heavy, Hooky] I built this body Line by line Every contour By design You don’t get to Discredit mine I built this body And it’s divine [Post-Chorus — Whisper Layer] Built Not born Built Not torn [Verse 2] Tailored image, coded stance Choreographed circumstance You think “natural” means true I think “chosen” means I knew No accidents in how I move No apology in what I prove You fear polish, call it fake I call effort what you take [Pre-Chorus 2] You confuse illusion With deception But this body Is intention [Chorus — Bigger, Deeper Bass] I built this body Beat by beat Every failure Underneath Every edit Made complete I built this body And it speaks [Bridge — Dark, Intimate, Almost Spoken] Painted Rendered Filtered Fierce You don’t get to call it hollow Just because it’s clear This isn’t hiding This is choosing This isn’t cheating This is using The tools I was denied [Final Chorus — Full Power] I built this body Mind and bone Pixel / muscle Thread and tone Artificial? No — it’s owned I built this body It’s my throne [Outro (Low, Confident)] Constructed Corrected Perfected Selected Built.
