Hey everyone! Before you bounce, go show Unscene some serious love. His verses, his vision, his grind... all of it deserves the spotlight. This whole “Keep Up” thing was never about competition, it’s about two artists and friends pushing each other to shine brighter. Drop him a follow, leave a comment... let him know you see the fire he’s bringing! Find him here. I promise you will not be disappointed! https://suno.com/@unscene_ ------ Kimy ------ [Intro] Unscene in my DMs talkin’ graphs and stats, I’m like, baby, that’s cute—where your rhythm at? I don’t compete, I trend by mistake, numbers chase me for heaven’s sake. [Verse 1] Scroll too slow, I’m past your lane, post one clip, I break your chain. You talk hustle, I talk art, you’re still loading—I’m the chart. Every drop, I shake the app, you chase likes, I chase impact. Crown tilted, I don’t need luck, ‘cause pressure makes gold when the beat gets stuck. [Pre-Chorus] All love, no shade, but I write lines that never fade. Try to match this pace and sway, I make chaos look ballet. [Chorus] Keep up—when I run, it’s a marathon flame, I don’t brag, I just spell my name. Keep up—if you blink, that’s game, I move quick, no time for fame. Keep up—don’t trip on clout, this whole race? I laughed it out. Keep up—yeah, talk that loud, I’m the queen they tweet about. ----------- Unscene ----------- [Verse] You're talkin' graphs and stats, that's mathematical madness While I'm autographing the atlas, this ain't tactical practice This is an actual hat trick, you couldn't fathom the damage You're hunched over your abacus, countin' your fumbles and factors While your fan base is a fraction of what I accidentally capture You're a pamphlet, I'm a novel. You're a snapshot, I'm a fossil Dug up from the bedrock, a problem they can't coddle So Kimy, (What?) you think this is a game we're playin'? You're paintin' by numbers, I'm just aimin' and sprayin' And still makin' a masterpiece that your label is framin' (Get it?) ------ Kimy ------ [Pre-Chorus] All love, no shade, but I write lines that never fade. Try to match this pace and sway, I make chaos look ballet. [Chorus] Keep up—when I run, it’s a marathon flame, I don’t brag, I just spell my name. Keep up—if you blink, that’s game, I move quick, no time for fame. Keep up—don’t trip on clout, this whole race? I laughed it out. Keep up—yeah, talk that loud, I’m the queen they tweet about. ----------- Unscene ----------- [Rap Break] Lemme break this down for you, simple subtraction You see the 'likes' as the main attraction, a chain reaction I see a mindless distraction, a pain in my… look— The art isn't in the analytics, it's in makin' the cynics and the bitterest critics Admit that it's legitimate sickness, the minute that this hits, they witness the business. (Now run and tell your little clique this.) [Outro] Yeah... keep up. Go on, check your socials. Refresh the page. Go ahead, Kimy. Count 'em. (What we countin'?) Count whatever you want, I dunno, your followers? Your little heart emojis? I'll be over here, you know... (Doin' what?) ...makin' music. ------ Kimy ------ [Post-Outro Verse] So that’s your math, huh? Cute equation Let's do this. [Final Reign Section] All those numbers, still no vibration. You count hearts; I count impact zones— my decimals detonate microphones. Check the feed—same scene, same spin, I blink once, we’re viral again. But hey Unscene—respect the grind, we both shine on different timelines. You drop bars; I drop crowns, same stage, same sound— two paths, same underground. Keep up... My friend... Keep up...
