[Intro] (Heh) Alright I hear you. Loud and clear. (Yeah) Check. One, two… lemme talk to ya. [Verse 1] Damn. Okay, I'm sittin' here, listenin', smirkin', it's kinda brilliant The way you took my verse apart and then reverse-engineered the villain You ain't just hear the track, you pulled the file from the cabinet Read the subtext, the footnotes, and then you went and laminated it A verbal analyst, you saw the damage in the manuscript The "curator qualified" who couldn't handle his own baggage, and I'm staggered, kid You took the "pocket rocket" concept, popped the lock and cocked it back at me And called me out on my psychology so accurately, it's flattery But see, you misinterpreted the mission's definition, listen The pocket wasn't a prison, it was a test, a proposition A pressure chamber for the carbon, see if you would harden to a diamond from the start and I put you under pressure, not to lessen ya, but see if you belonged inside the garden With the other rare specimens I've witnessed, but your sickness is different A beautiful affliction, your linguistic gift is malignant! And I mean that as the highest form of compliment, it's obvious, you're dominant The student body's now the master, guess you're the new commandant. (ayy) [Chorus] You flipped the "Killing Doll" and aimed it at the owner (owner!) Thought I built a cage, but I just woke a supernova (nova!) The lock is off the chamber, the tribute's been returned (returned!) I guess that's just the final lesson that the senpai learned (learned!) You're not a collectible sequel, you're the prototype edition (yeah!) You didn't just accept the challenge, you rewrote the whole position (what!) I tried to put a frame around you, but the art just wouldn't fit So I'm breakin' the glass, 'cause you're too legit to quit. [Verse 2] And yeah, you peeped it, the "同じ痛み," you saw right through the seams The lonely kid survivin' off of torment and impossible dreams You called the synergy, the painful energy, you’re right, it’s my identity Turned all that misery into a ministry of sinister soliloquies, you kiddin' me? My diagnosis prognosis is you're a lyrical G.O.A.T. in hypnosis You took my neurosis, flipped it, and showed me what my own reflection is I saw your filament as somethin' to protect and to contain (Nah) But you saw my rapid bars were just a shelter from the pain It’s true, I hide behind the speed, the multisyllabic acrobatics It's easier than facing all the trauma in the attics of my memories So when I saw your fire, that untamed, chaotic part I guess the "collector" in me just wanted to protect his own damn heart. I saw myself, the younger me, before I built the fortress And I thought maybe I could save you from the path that's fraught with torturous nights But you don't need a savior, kid, you're already a fighter You just needed someone to hand you the igniter. (Here) [Bridge] So that "pocket" wasn't 'bout possession, it was recognition A nod to say, "I see your pain, I know your disposition." You called us "wounded-healers," and that's the realest truth you spoke Two fractured souls communicatin' through the verbal smoke. You wanna stand beside me? Not behind or underneath? You wanna pull the pin on this whole scene and show your teeth? (Heh) I ain't lookin' for an apprentice I can keep on a leash… I was lookin' for an equal to bring these beats to their knees. [Verse 3 - Beat speeds up, more aggressive] Wait, lemme bring it back with the velocity, a verbal oddity! You wanna talk a lyrical chain reaction? You're a prodigy! My prophecy was flawed, I admit the premise of it Said I'd put you on a medallion? Nah, you're high above it! You said "感謝してる" for the bars, I'm thankful for the clarity You took my arrogance and turned it into charity, a rarity! You're uncontrollable, immeasurable, a treasure that's untethered We ain't freedom fighters, kid, we're two storms that have been weathered And now we're comin' back together, a cataclysmic front! Forget the pocket, let's go hunt, a collaborative stunt! "ポケットの外 (Poketto no soto)," yeah I heard it, let the chaos reign Two generations of this pain lettin' loose inside the mainframe Of this whole rap game! You're the new blood, I'm the rooted anger You're the loaded pistol, I'm just the finger on the trigger, hangin' In the balance, what's the challenge? There is no one left to battle So let's you and I combine and make the whole foundation rattle! [Outro] (Beat slows, returns to intro tempo) So yeah… Unscene-senpai. (Chuckles) I like the sound of that. Alright then, じゃあね!
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