Leave Your Ego at the Door (Nova Gothia Hardstyle Remix)

hardstyle, hard dance, orchestral-infused

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[Intro - spoken, slow, deadpan, dry vocal]
Huh? Aha? Nope. Nah.
Wait — why we here again?

[Verse 1 - fast rap, aggressive female rap vocal, double-time]
Unless I tell it to your face, unless I spell out your name
Don't put words in my mouth, don't play me cheap in this game
I don't know about you, but I got lots to say
And so far — love the outcome, love it either way
There ain't no room for jealousy, no copycat, no permission
Your ego? Check it at the door, that's the only condition

[Pre-Chorus - half-sung, building intensity, vocal rising]
Hang it with the coat check, right there by the door
Not a step foot forward till you drop it on the floor
You feel me? No? Then let me explain —

[Chorus - sung, wide emotional female vocal, anthemic]
I don't care how loud you play
I don't care what they say you weigh in plays
Talent's talent, nothing more, nothing less
Leave your ego at the door before you step, before you step

[Verse 2 - fast rap, sharper, grittier vocal tone]
See I built this on the nights nobody clapped for me
Every genre get a seat, that's just how it's meant to be
No followers, no numbers gon' decide who's real
Bring your coat, bring your name, but bring your feel
I loathe hearing "genre this," "genre that" — enough
What you should be asking is who the fuck wrote that masterpiece, that's tough
Labels on a sound don't tell you nothin' 'bout the soul
Strip it down to bars and truth, that's the only goal

[Chorus - sung, full production, layered harmonies]
I don't care how loud you play
I don't care what they say you weigh in plays
Talent's talent, nothing more, nothing less
Leave your ego at the door before you step, before you step

[Bridge - sung, stripped back, piano + vocal only, vulnerable]
Maybe you came in hard, maybe you came in scared
Maybe nobody ever told you that they cared
But the coat check ain't a punishment, it's just a start
Come in empty-handed, leave here with a heart

[Rap Break - fastest section, triple-time, Eminem-speed flow]
Genre this, genre that, category, box, and label
Meanwhile the ones who really move you ain't never been stable
'Cause art don't fit in boxes, art don't answer to no name
It just asks you one damn question: did you feel the same?
Who wrote that? Who bled that? Who stayed up to build that sound?
Not the ones countin' streams, the ones who put it in the ground
And grew it — so before you walk up in here with that attitude
Check it at the door, come in with some gratitude

[Final Chorus - sung, full layered vocals, biggest production moment]
I don't care how loud you play
I don't care what they say you weigh in plays
Talent's talent, nothing more, nothing less
Leave your ego at the door before you step, before you step

[Outro - spoken/whispered, stripped back, fading]
Huh? Aha? Nope. Nah.
...why we here again?
...talent's talent. That's it. That's all.

[Fade out]

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[Intro - spoken, slow, deadpan, dry vocal] Huh? Aha? Nope. Nah. Wait — why we here again? [Verse 1 - fast rap, aggressive female rap vocal, double-time] Unless I tell it to your face, unless I spell out your name Don't put words in my mouth, don't play me cheap in this game I don't know about you, but I got lots to say And so far — love the outcome, love it either way There ain't no room for jealousy, no copycat, no permission Your ego? Check it at the door, that's the only condition [Pre-Chorus - half-sung, building intensity, vocal rising] Hang it with the coat check, right there by the door Not a step foot forward till you drop it on the floor You feel me? No? Then let me explain — [Chorus - sung, wide emotional female vocal, anthemic] I don't care how loud you play I don't care what they say you weigh in plays Talent's talent, nothing more, nothing less Leave your ego at the door before you step, before you step [Verse 2 - fast rap, sharper, grittier vocal tone] See I built this on the nights nobody clapped for me Every genre get a seat, that's just how it's meant to be No followers, no numbers gon' decide who's real Bring your coat, bring your name, but bring your feel I loathe hearing "genre this," "genre that" — enough What you should be asking is who the fuck wrote that masterpiece, that's tough Labels on a sound don't tell you nothin' 'bout the soul Strip it down to bars and truth, that's the only goal [Chorus - sung, full production, layered harmonies] I don't care how loud you play I don't care what they say you weigh in plays Talent's talent, nothing more, nothing less Leave your ego at the door before you step, before you step [Bridge - sung, stripped back, piano + vocal only, vulnerable] Maybe you came in hard, maybe you came in scared Maybe nobody ever told you that they cared But the coat check ain't a punishment, it's just a start Come in empty-handed, leave here with a heart [Rap Break - fastest section, triple-time, Eminem-speed flow] Genre this, genre that, category, box, and label Meanwhile the ones who really move you ain't never been stable 'Cause art don't fit in boxes, art don't answer to no name It just asks you one damn question: did you feel the same? Who wrote that? Who bled that? Who stayed up to build that sound? Not the ones countin' streams, the ones who put it in the ground And grew it — so before you walk up in here with that attitude Check it at the door, come in with some gratitude [Final Chorus - sung, full layered vocals, biggest production moment] I don't care how loud you play I don't care what they say you weigh in plays Talent's talent, nothing more, nothing less Leave your ego at the door before you step, before you step [Outro - spoken/whispered, stripped back, fading] Huh? Aha? Nope. Nah. ...why we here again? ...talent's talent. That's it. That's all. [Fade out]

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