(Whispered) One, two, three... It's just

[Intro] (Distorted vinyl scratch, heavy sub-bass drone) (Whispered) Shh... count it down. Three, two... gone. Yeah. [Verse 1] Front row seating but you look at my back Type-face critique on a text-only track You run your mouth while I run the whole grid Breaking every single rule that the contract forbid Yeah, designer leather but the attitude is raw Flawless execution, man, I never seen a flaw You want the blueprint? Honey, look at my steps I do it out loud while you hold your breath. [Pre-Chorus] (Tension rising, rapid ticking clock sound) They type a paragraph, I make a mill' They standing frozen, I am giving 'em chills Clocking my hours like you working for me But you're just a ghost in my gallery. [Chorus] (Massive industrial drop, heavy distorted bass) Evaluating me? (Ha!) On your day off? Your opinions don't pay off, step out of my layout. Shots firing wild, but your aim is too low Got the bulletproof tint everywhere that I go. Way up. Way up. Yeah, we way up. (Beat cutout) Check the tag. [Verse 2] [Rap Verse] (Fast tempo, monotone staccato delivery) Click, clack, zoom. Clear out the room. Trending on the top while you stuck in the gloom. Camera flash blind but I see through the fake Taking everything that you wish you could take Is it stressful being you? Always checking my page? I’m a tiger in the wild, you're a bird in a cage. Keep talking, keep writing, keep wasting your time While I’m sitting on the peak of my absolute prime. [Bridge] (Tempo slows down, ethereal melodic vocal) They want the drama, I just want the peace Holding the keys to the throne I lease In the quiet of the night, when the cameras die I’m the only star lighting up the sky. [Outro] (Heavy bass drum pounding, slowly slowing down) One. Two. Three. Still evaluating? (Scoff) Too late. (Sudden silence)