[Intro] Yo son, the crystal ball don't lie — I seen it comin' clear Forty-seven signs the apocalypse is finally here [Verse 1] I'm standin' on the corner of Flatbush and the end of days Watchin' lil' kiddy politicians set the world ablaze The blueprint's burned, the architects are lost inside a craze But Marshall never ran — I'm walkin' straight into the haze Ain't hidin' in a bunker with the curtains drawn and vision glazed Homies packin' luggage for an exit, still I'm not amazed That nobody's gonna look the darkness in the eye and say "I'm built for this" — hey hey, I'm built for this, I'm gonna stay The tension in the atmosphere is thick enough to taste CNN's runnin' ticker tape of terror at a frantic pace Every talking head is painting Armageddon on your face But fear is just a Starter cap you wear when you ain't found your place I'm watchin' Godzilla shadows stretch across the Triborough Bridge The city never flinched in '01, won't flinch now — that's the privilege Of knowing what you're made of when the pressure hits the ridge Every New York minute is a masterpiece built on the edge [Hook] Stand up — I said stand up, the dark ain't dark enough to quit Stand up — I said stand up, we been through worse than this, admit it Y'all been waitin' for a sign? This is it, this is it The world is half-cocked and I'm still here — ain't runnin', not a bit [Verse 2] Bout to break it down for every schmoe who's frozen, feelin' scared Scrollin' through catastrophe like every headline's been declared The masterfully engineered collapse they said we couldn't've beared Is just another chapter, homie — Slim Shady's still prepared I been disastrously aware since Dre was mixin' on the board Since I was sleepin' on a floor in Detroit, couldn't afford A Nordic Track, a man bun, or a therapist's accord Now I'm droppin' bars like Normandy — each one a loaded sword The infesting of the airwaves with the gospel of defeat Is Risperdal for cowards who don't wanna feel the heat I'm on a Midtown rooftop, forty stories, feelin' concrete Beneath my feet — this city breathes, and I breathe with its beat Ain't no exuberance in hiding while the tide is rollin' in Immortality ain't promised but the fight is — so begin Partna', look your neighbor in the eye, acknowledge what you're in Then lace your boots and step into the storm without a grin [Hook] Stand up — I said stand up, the dark ain't dark enough to quit Stand up — I said stand up, we been through worse than this, admit it Y'all been waitin' for a sign? This is it, this is it The world is half-cocked and I'm still here — ain't runnin', not a bit [Bridge] Ha-ha — y'all thought the visionary tucked his head? I'm a mole hill that they called a mountain 'til it bled Controversy is the oxygen I breathe instead Of the comfortable and the quiet and the safe and the dead [Verse 3] Fuck it — I'ma say what every mothafuckin' mirror knows The man who folds at forty-seven signs is one who never grows I watched the Dow drop, watched the headlines detonate in rows But anyways — the bitch who scares me most is the one who froze When everything was manageable, when stakes were low and clean And now the stakes are skyscraper-high, the highest ever seen I'm talkin' '08 collapse, I'm talkin' Giuliani's regime Times Square at 3 AM when it was still a fever dream Every era has its darkness — ours just streams in 4K resolution Every scroll is engineered to manufacture your confusion But I'm a blueprint drawn in permanent, I don't accept dilution Heyyy! — the only smack worth landing is the one that sparks solution So stand here with me, sixty blocks from where the towers fell Where the city built a garden on the ground that used to smell like hell Where the lesson isn't silence, it's the story that you tell I ain't preachin' — I'm just ringin' every mothafuckin' bell [Hook] Stand up — I said stand up, the dark ain't dark enough to quit Stand up — I said stand up, we been through worse than this, admit it Y'all been waitin' for a sign? This is it, this is it The world is half-cocked and I'm still here — ain't runnin', not a bit [Outro] Ain't runnin', not a bit — bitch, I said I'm built for this Heyyy — Marshall's still standin' in the apocalypse — Written with Melody Genie 🧞 — melodygenie.app
