[Intro: solo deep male voice, sinister four-note piano riff, low bass pulse, distant engine rumble] [Male voice only, low and rhythmic] Yeah... Identity Required. You know what time it is. Konvict. [Heavy beat drops] [Verse 1: SOLO MALE WEST COAST GANGSTA RAP, uninterrupted gritty rhythmic delivery] Blacktop burnin', midnight creepin' Whole damn city ain't even sleepin' Dark glass tinted, can't see who's in it Four wheels rollin', no speed limit Cold-blooded swagger, heavyweight walk Don't need a crowd, let the reputation talk Streetlights flicker when the convoy pass Chrome on the wheels, all black on the glass Raised where the pavement don't give no favors Everybody hungry, everybody got neighbors Who know your business, who know your name Who smile in your face while they play their game I learned real quick how the cold streets work Keep your circle small, put your loyalty first No borrowed crown, no counterfeit throne Built this whole thing from the ground on my own They can talk all night, let 'em run that lip I'm already gone when the bassline hits [Instrumental transition: first appearance of short pitched den-den-den female-sounding vocal sample, no words] [Chorus 1: SOLO MALE RAP CHANT, commanding rhythmic delivery] KONVICT! Black fit, big step, move like this! KONVICT! Whole damn block gonna feel that kick! KONVICT! Bassline dirty, let the whole thing hit! KONVICT! One more time, let the motherfucker rip! [Instrumental: pounding kick, sinister four-note riff, bouncing bass, repeating den-den-den sample] [Verse 2: SOLO MALE WEST COAST GANGSTA RAP, darker and sharper delivery] Concrete jungle, steel-toe attitude Never needed permission, never needed gratitude Backstreet lessons, scars on the pride Ain't no instruction book for the other side I seen kings turn broke over one bad move Seen loudmouth legends with nothin' to prove Everybody's dangerous when the cameras roll But the real ones know when to keep control Low-end rumble make the rearview shake Every little move got a price and a stake I ain't here to impress, ain't here to pretend Some bridges burn and you don't rebuild them Black leather seats, cold air in the cabin Whole crew silent, ain't nobody braggin' One look around, everybody understands You don't need a speech when you already got plans The street got teeth and the night got eyes Some people sell truth, some people buy lies But I know my people and I know my lane Same damn code when the seasons change [Chorus 2: SOLO MALE RAP CHANT, commanding delivery, heavy beat return] KONVICT! Black fit, big step, move like this! KONVICT! Whole damn block gonna feel that kick! KONVICT! Bassline dirty, let the whole thing hit! KONVICT! One more time, let the motherfucker rip! [Instrumental breakdown: drums cut, sinister piano and sustained low drone] [Prominent rhythmic den-den-den female-sounding sample, no words] [Four bars of stripped-back groove] [Massive kick and bass return] [Verse 3: SOLO MALE WEST COAST GANGSTA RAP, intensified cadence] I don't chase shadows, I don't chase fame Put the whole damn city on notice with a name They can dress like a boss, they can talk like a king But a crown don't mean shit if you ain't built a thing Got dirt on the tires, got miles on the soul Seen the highs and lows, still maintain control Every road got a story, every scar got a cost You can count what you made, can't replace what you lost So I ride with the ones who were there in the rain When the lights went dark and the money got strange When the phone went quiet and the doors stayed closed That's when you find out who was really that close Now the bass keeps knockin' and the whole floor moves That dirty little rhythm got nothin' to prove No glitter, no glamour, no Hollywood act Just a heavy-ass beat and the cold hard facts West side spirit with a midnight twist Whole crew locked in when the drumline hits Turn that shit up till the windows shake One more round, let the whole place break [Final Chorus 3: SOLO MALE RAP CHANT, doubled male voice, biggest pounding beat] KONVICT! Black fit, big step, move like this! KONVICT! Whole damn block gonna feel that kick! KONVICT! Bassline dirty, let the whole thing hit! KONVICT! One more time, let the motherfucker rip! [Final instrumental: extended pounding bass groove, sinister four-note riff, den-den-den sample] [Drums gradually strip away] [Vocal sample fades] [Outro: solo low gritty male voice] Konvict. Identity Required. [Final bass hit] [End]
