TIME (Rap)

[Intro - Scratchy vinyl, distant trumpet, slow boom bap beat drops, someone lighting a cigarette] (Deep bass groove settles in) Yeah... Listen... [Verse 1 - Spoken rap, gravelly, half-whispered, slow flow] Yeah, I feel it now — the hour is nearing This time is unlike any before It brings everything out into the clearing And presents the final bill at the door [Verse 2 - Rap flow intensifies, voice cracks with grit] The blizzards buried us fierce — no mercy, no pity Wild winds sang our last rites through the wreckage of the city Where years passed quicker than weeks, no time for the weak Mornings swallowed by nights — dark, cold, and bleak [Chorus — Loud aggressive rap scream, brass explodes, bass pounds] TIME! IS TIME! TIME! DANGER TIME! TIME! TIME! TIME! DANGER TIME! [Brass break - Muted trumpet wails over heavy beat] [Verse 3 - Growled, defiant rap, building intensity] But that ain't what we carried deep inside us — nah That ain't how we kept our hearts warm, not by far They mowed us down — yeah — but they couldn't divide us They killed us cold — but we still rise from the dust [Verse 4 - Slower, reflective flow, tired rasp] Ancient sunlight cut through the headless abyss — listen Through a blind, lonely window, the light kept on kicking No mind could dismiss it — no cage could contain A truth so relentless, it shatters the chains [Chorus — Loud aggressive rap scream, brass explodes, bass pounds] TIME! IS TIME! TIME! DANGER TIME! TIME! TIME! TIME! DANGER TIME! [Verse 5 - Half-sung, half-rapped, worn-out croon over beat] Only then — shelters shattered, no roof, no hope Lost every thread, hit the end of the rope We discovered God's love in the smoke and the ruin Heavenly truth — yeah — we finally knew it [Verse 6 - Whiskey-soaked confession, slow menacing flow] And through the winds, through the glances so crooked I stayed silent — had a song but I shook it And my darling sang on the scaffold — look kid You can't just die — you got something to finish [Outro - Spoken word over muted trumpet, beat slows, gravelly whisper, cigarette exhale] Yeah... I feel the age... of those seeing clearly... Where everyone's right... come what may... It's the age... of trees standing nearly... Bare... then resurrected... in spray... [Beat fades, trumpet echoes, needle scratch, silence]