[Intro] [distorted synth bass, high-pitched vocal loop] (Hey, hey, hey) Uh-huh. Say less. Boy, stop. It's a beast. [Verse 1] [aggressive male rap, glitchy drums] Shadow, tap. Truth, attack. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme. I'm a phantom, tap. Truth, attack. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme. If I'm a problem, you're a trigger. I'm a mirror, it's a shiver. You blame me, but you linger. Fake angel, real sinner. If I'm a problem, you're a reason. Cold, cold, cold season. No healing, I'm an internal rhythm. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme. Call me problem, cute fiction, addiction, misprediction, affliction, split depiction, collapse, admit it. Throw daggers, projection, your perfection, fuck complexion, redirection. Say it, fame me, rename me, tame me, blame me, but you know we're the same beast. We're the same beast. [Chorus] [heavy bass, rhythmic vocal stutters] You know what I like (No, no, no). Know what I like. No lie, ego lie. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme. You keep breathing in your space, all the, all the, all the, all the days. [Verse 2] [distorted synth, rapid hi-hats] If I'm a problem, say it loud. But I'm the storm inside your cloud. You keep breathing in your space, space, space, space, space. Twist the frequency, bend my decency, pull me into your delinquency. But you follow, rising, rising, energizing, capsizing, still chasing. Freefall, deep wall, speech stall. And you always walk right back at the day clock, mind running, gunning, trying to outrun something. But your hum buzzes in my system, glitch, sudden trip, shift, quick twist, synapse conflict. Your shadow in my optics, my logic is drop-kicked. Flip lane, switch brain, you stain every thought chain. I aim through the fog strain, but you live in my blood vein. Circuit breaking it, heart be shaking it, every mistake in it, you got fingerprints deep in it. Still in it. Still in it. Still in it. [Outro] [fading synth bass, vocal echoes] You know what I like. Know what I like. No lie, ego lie. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme. You keep living in my head, won't leave, won't fade, won't run. You keep breathing in my chest, and done. I'm a problem, but I'm the part that grew in you. Specific truth. You're encrypted. You're mine. Addicted. Walls lifted, guard shifted. We co-exist in the same affliction. Together, ego clash, echo smash, escape, duct tape. [digital glitch, silence]