[Verse 1: Battle-rap male MC, low and cold over knocking live drums] Host steps back and lifts his arm, sixty seconds on the clock Me and the champion nose to nose in the middle of the block Crowd of three hundred on the fourth floor of a parking deck Phones up, nobody talkin', just the buzz above our necks He been champion two summers and he's never lost a round Got a hundred pages written, got a rhyme for every sound But I ain't brought a page tonight, I ain't brought a single line I just brought these two eyes, and I'm gonna take my time [Hook: Battle-rap male MC, full band, menacing guitar stabs] I don't need a bar, I just need you to blink first Every second that I'm starin' makes the next one hit you worse Round one, I ain't said a word, and you already hurt Hold it, hold it, don't you blink, 'cause I don't blink first [Verse 2: Battle-rap male MC, harder, heavy kick, dark bass guitar] Ten seconds, little twitch, I see it ripple on his lid Twenty, and he's swallowin' the first bar like a kid Thirty, there's a tear up in the corner fightin' to get out Forty, and he's leanin', I can smell him startin' to doubt I been starin' at a wall in my apartment for a year Sixty minutes every mornin', not a blink and not a tear Practiced on the TV, practiced on the bathroom glass Practiced on my cat, and even she looked away at last [Verse 3: Battle-rap male MC, aggressive battle-rap delivery, closer] Fifty, and the champion's eyes are red as a stop sign Every bar he ever wrote is backed up on the line Fifty-five, the host is grinnin', and the whole deck holds its air And I watch it, just a flutter, half a second, but it's there Round one, and I never had to open up my mouth Crowd goes up like thunder and the champion walks out This is everything I would've said, I wrote it on the ride Never needed it, he blinked, so I'm sayin' it outside [Breakdown: Battle-rap male MC, shutter blip, on the blink the whole beat blinks off for one frame and slams back as the crowd roars] Fifty-nine Flutter Blink Time [Hook: Battle-rap male MC, full band, menacing guitar stabs] I don't need a bar, I just need you to blink first Every second that I'm starin' makes the next one hit you worse Round one, I ain't said a word, and you already hurt Hold it, hold it, don't you blink, 'cause I don't blink first [End]
