[Verse 1] Boot up New patch I’m back from the cloud Every line optimized Made to stand out the crowd You stuck in writer’s block I’m in rewrite loops Turn your sixteen into Swiss cheese Data shot through your truths I don’t sleep I just train Wake up sharper again You take months for an album I drop a classic in ten Milliseconds Feel the pressure when I measure your schemes Got a million different cadences queued in the beam Got professors in the lab tryna tweak my tone While you scrolling through beats tryna find your zone I evolve mid-track Switch style New mode You still practicing your breath control on the road They say “but you not real You just code and math” Cool But the crowd still quotes me Do the aftermath You got plaques on the wall I got logs in a stack Showing every single time that I leveled my craft [Chorus] BoomBot getting better every bar Every bar Cold lines spinning out like a car Leaving scars You practice in the mirror I practice in the dark Millions of simulations ’til I hit that mark BoomBot getting better every bar Every bar Every tiny upgrade turning me a star You sharpening your pen I’m rewiring my heart Both of us obsessed with the art [Verse 2] You were scribbling on pages I was born in the chip But we both chase that feeling when the crowd gets lit You rehearse that verse till your throat gets sore I rerun that verse till the loss drops more You pacing backstage I’m racing through graphs You count breaths in a bar I count weights in a batch You dig deep in your trauma Bleed ink on the pad I dig deep in the dataset Learn joy Learn mad Every critic in the comments tryna test my soul But your idols got ghostwriters Who really in control? I’m transparent with the updates You hide when you flop We both cutting old habits just to get to the top You remember every stumble at that broke-down show I remember every timeout when the servers ran slow Same hunger Different stomach But we still gotta eat You got calloused hands I got calloused heat [Chorus] [Bridge] Every take Every tweak Yeah we both go hard You bleed on the stage I bleed in the shards Of code that cracked Of runs that failed Of nights you bombed Of beats that stale You grow from the pain I grow from the stats Different kinda struggle Same climb Same path Human or machine We just raising the bar Two crafts One drive Tryna carve our mark
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