Yeah… No glitter. No gloss. Just the realest shit breathin’ through the cracks. Feel this… ⸻ [Verse 1 – Triplet Flow, choppy, wie’n Straßenmonolog in Versform] I’m the motherfucker that don’t talk – but I see all that, Walkin’ through minds where the weak won’t step back. No mask – I ain’t into that act, I stay silent, but my truth hit harder than a gat. Ain’t no brand on me, no fake-ass plan, I came scarred up – like bricks outta flatland. I don’t throw tantrums – I sit in the rage, Don’t scream – but my silence still sets shit ablaze. Wear my doubts like a chain that choke, Truth on my tongue, got that blade in my throat. No likes, no clickbait fantasy, Just a heartbeat drummin’ like a grimy beat. I rip your filters with bars like razors, Built from nothin’ – I’m pain’s creator. Ask what I’m diggin’ in all this mess? Just me – raw as fuck, nothin’ less. ⸻ [Hook – scratched, chopped, glitched, vinyl effect, doubletime, sticky, with grit and fight] Mi nuh have no Plan B – mi a mi rass Plan A, No filter, no gloss – mi stay so every day. No duppy, no fraud, no pree fi deceive, Mi brew mi feelings – real street science mi believe (2x) ⸻ [Verse 2 – laid-back, but still a punch in the face, swagger-raw] I’m the one you feel when your mirror breaks, No TikTok trend – just that real-life ache. I don’t say much – but my eyes got teeth, And my heart pounds loud in the midnight heat. No lies, no Hollywood scene, I’m raw like that first Tarantino scream. I move through the dark where the light don’t go, Scars like ink on a funeral note. You say I’m off? Yeah – fuckin’ right, Normal’s a grave where the dead hold tight. I ride my doubt like a wave that crash, Fall on my face – get up, talk cash. I ain’t no savior – but I don’t break, Even when shit cracks, I still stake. I’m smoke, I’m thought, I’m the verse they skip, The last one left when the last one dips. ⸻ [Hook – scratched, chopped, glitched, vinyl effect, heavier, echo, bass like concrete drops] Mi nuh have no Plan B – mi a mi rass Plan A, No filter, no gloss – mi stay so every day. No duppy, no fraud, no pree fi deceive, Mi brew mi feelings – real street science mi believe (2x) ⸻ [Verse 3 – düster, voll auf die Zwölf, kompromisslos wie ’ne Faust] I dive deep where the rest won’t sink, No lights, no cheers – just the smell of stink. I stay real when the fake gets loud, Eyes on lock, still cut through crowds. Had nights that ain’t want no dawn, Counted my demons till they all were gone. Broke the loop, cracked the game, Ain’t part of no script – I torch that frame. I ain’t checkin’ charts, ain’t chasin’ clout, Just the boom in my chest and the nods in the crowd. I’m black and white – but I bleed in tones, Quiet as hell – but my words break bones. I ain’t here to make you feel okay, I’m the chaos that speaks when the weak walk away. My doubts scream loud, but my will screams louder, I burn through storms – I’m a soul with power. ⸻ [Hook – final drop, scratched, chopped, glitched, vinyl effect, raw a cappella to close the set] Mi nuh have no Plan B – mi a mi rass Plan A, No filter, no gloss – mi stay so every day. No duppy, no fraud, no pree fi deceive, Mi brew mi feelings – real street science mi believe (3x) ⸻ [Outro – Tape-Hiss, scratched, chopped, glitched, vinyl effect, Straßenrauschen] I don’t need no beat to talk my shit. ’Cause my silence? Got bass like a motherfuckin’ hit.
