[Verse 1] There I was, working my job, Flipping the meat, hot and juicy, Keeping the rhythm steady and exclusive. Then you stepped into my zone, trying to act grown, But man, you’re just a chore on your own. Tell me what you need, but you fumble the pack, Grabbing more than once from the wrong damn stack. Man, that ain't cool. That ain't right. [Chorus] Step back, step off. You think you're thug? Half my age, half my wage. [Verse 2] Heavy steam rising up to the roof, You talk like a king but I’m holding the proof. Just a boy in an apron trying to flex, With absolutely no clue what's coming up next. The clock is ticking, the burners are low, If you can't take the heat, take your apron and go. You think you're a glitch trap king, baby? I’m the speed. Moving too fast for the life that you lead. You’re stuck in the mud, just dragging your feet, While I run the kitchen and I rule the street. I’m the lightning, the flash, the high-voltage spark, Leaving your ego frozen, alone in the dark. [Outro - Choked Cymbal Crash] [Total Silence] [transition:400 BPM Speedcore, Extratone, aggressive distorted kick drums, industrial noise hardcore, raw high-energy vocals, extreme tempo acceleration, glitch outro, digital system crash] [Bridge - Silent Pressure Chamber] Watch the smoke settle. Watch the grease cool. Trying to keep pace but you're breaking the rule. You wanted the crown but you couldn't take the weight. Now you’re trapped in the rhythm, sealing your own fate. Slow motion... Dead silence... No pulse... Hold your breath. The tempo’s rising up. The glitch trap rain is dry. Look me in the eye... [Massive Speedcore Drop - 400 BPM Kick Drums] SPEEDCORE QUEEN! ¡Forte! ¡Forte! ¡Forte! ¡Forte! ¡Forte! ¡Forte! [Verse 3 - Rapid Fire Assault] You think you're fast, you think you're wise? You can't even track the blur in my eyes! Come talk to me when you've mastered the craft, Not when you're caught in the cold, heavy draft. You got no clue what it's like on the pavement, Stuck in your static and slow-motion arrangement. You brought your crew to help you get through? There isn't a single thing that they can do for you. Don't think for a second you're winning tonight, I’m the one setting the standard for flight— Because in this race... I’ll end it. [Outro - Glitch Loop, Stutter, Digital System Failure, Power Off] I'll end it. I'll end— I'll end— End it. End...
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