
[Verse 1] I talk like the alphabet owes me rent Every letter in a row when my mind’s intent I bend verbs till they brag how they came and went Flip nouns so clean that they sound heaven‑sent I calculate the cadence like a law I’ve penned Every bar laid solid like a crown‑cast blend Word soufflé, when I’m sketching out the king’s ascent Flip phonemes till the patterns bow to my percent [Chorus] Word soufflé, I don’t mix, I dominate Let the cadence bow down while the consonants wait Word soufflé, let the rhythm marinate Skilled word mix with a throne‑built gait Word soufflé, where the timing resonates Flip a single little sound till the room vibrates Word soufflé, every beat I legislate Turn a brainstorm spark to a monarch‑made state [Verse 2] I map out the meter like a drummer on cue Break beats into loops just to see what they do I bend grammar like vinyl when it’s warm and new Turn a metaphor golden with a midday hue I’m a surgeon with semantics but I glide all day Cut clean through the noise with a swing-step sway Thread stress through the snare where the backbeats play Till the rhyme-scheme snaps like a downbeat sway [Chorus] Word soufflé, I don’t mix, I dominate Let the cadence bow down while the consonants wait Word soufflé, let the rhythm marinate Skilled word mix with a throne‑built gait Word soufflé, where the timing resonates Flip a single little sound till the room vibrates Word soufflé, every beat I legislate Turn a brainstorm spark to a monarch‑made state [Bridge] I fold tone into tempo like a tailor for kings Every letter interlocks like it’s tied to my rings I’m a craftsman of the chaos while the crownpiece sings Turn a scatterbrain spark to a world‑class swing I stitch breath to the bassline, let the snare give swing Where the consonants collide and the echoes cling When the meaning hits metal and the spotlights ring Every syllable is sharpened like a royal engraving [Chorus] Word soufflé, I don’t mix, I dominate Let the cadence bow down while the consonants wait Word soufflé, let the rhythm marinate Skilled word mix with a throne‑built gait Word soufflé, where the timing resonates Flip a single little sound till the room vibrates Word soufflé, every beat I legislate Turn a brainstorm spark to a monarch‑made state

