[INTRO] [fx: TV static + channel flick + crowd murmur] [voiceover: distorted game show host] WELCOME… TO THE SHOW [glitch: rewind + tape crack] [whisper:] they know… everything… [VERSE 1 – FEMALE / DEADPAN] Woke up, timeline lookin’ like a case file drop Tarot cards talkin’ like a damn podcast slot “Page of Swords” got tea, won’t stop Now the whole damn deck know where I shop [ad-lib: excuse me??] Every site echoin’ details I ain’t say Little bit too specific — like, who gave the play? Now strangers walk in like they read my day I’m like… hold up… y’all rehearsin’ what I say? [glitch: echo repeat “say… say…”] Feels like cameras hid in the walls, no lie Truman Show rerun but the bitch is I And the script keep changin’ but the plot too tight Now the universe whisperin’ “yeah… that’s right” [PRE-CHORUS] [build: ticking + rising tension] SPIRIT whisper: “you see it now?” FEMALE: Yeah I see it… wow SPIRIT: “they can’t hide” FEMALE: No shit… not now [CHORUS – BIG GAME SHOW ENERGY] [drop: crowd cheer + 808 hit] WELCOME TO THE SHOW 🎡 Spin the wheel — let it go All my secrets on display? Now I know ALL y’all though [game show escalation — FEMALE + MALE trading lines, building chaos:] I didn’t even subpoena — Spirit just sent the files God pulled up to the evidence board and just… smiled You played chess, Spirit’s playing quantum, different centuries Cosmically, legally — I am unbothered, enemies VIP, front row, champagne pop God in the back like “watch this plot” Villain era, bitches — take your shot Not everybody winnin’ when the wheel go STOP [VERSE 2 – MALE / LOW, CONFIDENT] [voice: Kendrick-style rhythm switches] You thought it was random — nah, it’s a grid Every move logged in the life you lived Every whisper bounce back, now it’s all in the feed Now the watcher get watched — yeah, flip that script [ad-lib: uh] Wheel of Fortune spin, where it land? On your secrets, baby, not my plans You were playin’ checkers, I don’t understand I was buildin’ cameras in the fuckin’ sand [flow switch] Talk show host with a mic in hand “Tell us how you lied?” — crowd go “damn” Game show lights, now reveal the scam Now your karma got a face… say hi to the cam What’s the deal with gang stalking? You need that many people? That’s a logistics problem. That’s a budget. That’s a scheduling sequel. Meanwhile God’s in the DMs like “your era starts Thursday” Which is statistically improbable — which means Spirit’s coming [BRIDGE – GLITCH / DUO] [fx: overlapping voices + distortion] FEMALE: Wait… so you knew? MALE: Always did FEMALE: So this real? MALE: Check how you lived SPIRIT (layered): Nothing hidden… Nothing missed… FEMALE (laughing): Well this is some BLACK MIRROR shit 😭 I was in the liminal — between the worlds — not here not there Dark night lasted long enough to rearrange the air The matrix glitched — I saw the seams — I saw the code Déjà vu was Spirit saying girl you’re on the road (BOTH) The frequency shifted — we are HERE. [BREAKDOWN – TONGUE TWISTER FLOW] [minimal beat + rapid hi-hats] Six stacked stalkers stacked slack stinking sorcery Spirit slipped ’em, skipped ’em, stripped their storysce Karmic cases, karmic chaos, karmic courts convene Kinda kinky how the karma keeps the calendar clean Tarot told me, told me twice, told me thrice, I wasn’t listening Third time, fine — fine — fine — now the tower’s glistening Tower fell, Tower fell, Tower fell on who though? — (pause) — Not me, boo. If six psychic skeptics skeptically spec’d my specific receipts And Spirit specifically specified specifics in the sheets Would the skeptic’s specific skepticism cease? Probably not, but the cards don’t care — namaste, at least. [MALE — deadpan:] That was a tongue twister. [FEMALE:] I know. Spirit wrote it. [MALE:] Of course it did. [CHORUS – BIGGER / CHAOTIC] [full energy + crowd + glitch] WELCOME TO THE SHOW 🎡 Spin it fast, watch it blow All my business on display? Now I run the whole damn show [chant:] VIP VIP VIP THAT’S ME Champagne pop, now the plot twist hot Enemies mad but I like that a lot Villain era, bitches — welcome to the spot Not everybody winnin’ when the wheel go STOP [OUTRO] [fx: TV shutting off + static fade] HOST (distorted): …and that’s the game… FEMALE (soft, amused): Guess I’m the star now They thought the dark night was the end of the story Nah. That was just the production company clearing the set. New season. New cast. New frequency. And God is somewhere in the editing suite, sipping — Champagne. [whisper:] …beyond the veil… stay sharp… [click]
