[Intro — upright bass entering, drums building] [Verse 1 — rapid-fire cadence, internal rhymes stacked, mixed syllable lengths] I'm lighting every syllable, spitting the impossible Miracle, mechanical, my will is unstoppable Chemical, my method's deep, a vessel with a message Sharper than a blade, I'm leaving marks that make an impact Lyrical and critical, my instinct is habitual Bold and individual, my will is undefeated still Riding on the rhythm like a pilot on a mission Guiding every syllable precisely with precision Sliding through the pocket with a gift for the collision Hiding no ability, my skill's beyond permission Timing every couplet like a science, like a system Climbing to the pinnacle, my rhyme scheme got a rhythm Finding all the angles that the average can't envision Grinding out the syllables with surgical decision Nothing but a vision built on focus and the drive No fear in the mirror, I was built to stay alive [Verse 2 — cadence tightens, short punchy words breaking up longer ones] I'm counting every angle, tangled up in language Handling the flow just like a code I'm here to manage Manic in the moment, quick and sharp, I never slow Rivals try to read me but they never crack the code Splitting every syllable, syllables that multiply Doubling the doubles till the numbers reach the sky Never second to a rival trying to identify The reason why my rhythm never bends or simplifies [Bridge — instrumental breakdown, and bass trading, drums intensifying] [Verse 3 — fastest section, dense but varied syllable pacing, showcase peak] I'm the puzzle and the answer, both wrapped inside one mind Endless is the well of everything I leave behind Sharp eyes see the angle when the pressure tries to bind Two steps ahead of every rival's alibi combined Rhythmic, methodic, sharp and quick, I never pause Metaphors like arrows hitting straight into the cause Never was I ordinary, never made to fit the mold Built for something different, built to break the standard hold [Outro — instrumental fading fast, and drums cutting abruptly] No exit, no exit, no exit from the rhythm No exit, no exit, no exit, that's the system
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