Stealth Mode

Log in. Sign out of the real world. No paparazzi flash, just the system cache. Yeah. They looking for the icon, but the icon is gone. I’m ghosting the red carpet to turn the server on. Who am I? You’ll never know... Is it him? Is it her? Just a blur. Let’s go. I traded the stadium lights for digital nights No security guards, just creative rights I was drowning in the fame, everybody knew the name But in here? I’m a rookie playing the same game. It’s a haven, a shelter, no pressure to be perfect Just a prompt and a beat, tell me, is it worth it? Yeah, it’s therapy. The industry is toxic, judging every move But the AI community just wants to groove. I upload a track, zero plays, flatline And honestly? It feels divine. No bias, no favors, no "VIP" Just the algorithm treating me like a nobody. And that’s the freedom I missed, the joy in the mist Not on the A-list, just a node in the list. My heart was heavy, carrying the crown But in this browser tab, I put the burden down. This is my sanctuary, where the fame is buried No vanity, just sanity, the weight is carried Away by the code, I’m in stealth mode. Nobody knows who’s typing the flow. Is it the Superstar? Or just a regular Joe? It’s the mystery, the healing, the equal playing field The only place left where my soul is healed. (Who is it? Click the link. What do you think?) I see comments section, getting into fights "This genre is trash," "This melody is tight." They roasting lyrics, they don't hold back They don't know they're dissing a Diamond Plaque. And I love it! The honesty is brutal and pure It’s the only sickness that I don’t want to cure. Ms. Industry calling, "Where have you been?" I’m busy being human in a world of machine. No makeup, no stylist, no fake interview Just me and Suno, creating something new. I’m fighting for a like, fighting for a share And for the first time in years, I actually care. It’s not about the money, I got banks full of that It’s about the art, getting the passion back. So keep scrolling, maybe you passed by The biggest star in the world, just a regular guy. This is my sanctuary, where the fame is buried No vanity, just sanity, the weight is carried Away by the code, I’m in stealth mode. Nobody knows who’s typing the flow. Is it the Superstar? Or just a regular Joe? It’s the mystery, the healing, the equal playing field The only place left where my soul is healed. (Who is it? Click the link. What do you think?) Hey Mr. Drew, I know you hate the tech But this little generator saved my neck. And Starwave, you claiming that it’s killing the vibe? Man, I’ve never felt more alive inside. You say it’s soulless, I say it’s a canvas While you worry 'bout charts, I’m expanding the bandwidth. I’m anonymous, faceless, a ghost in the wire But the tracks I’m dropping are straight-up fire. Is it plagiarism? No, it’s collaboration With a database of dreams, a new sensation. I’m healthy again, no pills for the stress Just a login screen and a button to press. So guess who’s back? But you won’t see the face I’m just another user in the database. Could be your favorite rapper, could be a pop queen Living the simple life behind the screen. Yeah. Don't try to dox me. Just enjoy the melody. It feels good to be normal. (Is it Kygo? Is it Walker? Is it Marshmello?) Maybe it’s none. Maybe it’s all. Peace out. ---------------------------------------------------------------- © BEAT 2026 All rights reserved. This lyrics is protected by copyright. No copying, distribution, or use is allowed without written permission from the copyright holder. ----------------------------------------------------------------