[Intro] [Halftime trap drums enter, chiming delay guitar, fretless bass runs] [Verse 1] [Spoken] My hands are open, but my eyes are sharp. I used to hand out keys to every open door. Now I measure the step before you cross the threshold. You think generosity means blind surrender? Think again. [Pre-Chorus] [Jagged palm-muted guitar riffs, syncopated crash accents] Every hand outstretched carries a hidden ledger. Every smiling mouth calculates the return. I’m mapping out the grid, shifting in the shadows, Sorting out the pretenders from the ones who earn. [Chorus] [Explosive chorus drop, shouted chorus gang vocals, detuned lead synth] I HAVE A WELL THAT WILL NEVER RUN DRY! BUT YOU DON'T GET A DROP JUST BY PASSING BY! MANEUVER THE FIELD, FILTER THE GREED! SAVING THE GOLD FOR THE ONES IN REAL NEED! BITTER DEFIANCE, I DRAW THE BOUNDARY LINE! WHAT IS TRULY EARNED IS ALL THAT I ASSIGN! [Verse 2] [Spoken] You call it cold. I call it survival. Too many parasites lining up at the gate. I step to the left, I pivot to the right, Letting the leech trip over their own expectations. My heart stays warm, but my gate stays locked. [Pre-Chorus] [Tape saturation, tom-heavy fills] Every hand outstretched carries a hidden ledger. Every smiling mouth calculates the return. I’m mapping out the grid, shifting in the shadows, Sorting out the pretenders from the ones who earn. [Chorus] [Explosive chorus drop, shouted chorus gang vocals, detuned lead synth] I HAVE A WELL THAT WILL NEVER RUN DRY! BUT YOU DON'T GET A DROP JUST BY PASSING BY! MANEUVER THE FIELD, FILTER THE GREED! SAVING THE GOLD FOR THE ONES IN REAL NEED! BITTER DEFIANCE, I DRAW THE BOUNDARY LINE! WHAT IS TRULY EARNED IS ALL THAT I ASSIGN! [Bridge] [Synth choir pads, plate reverb, tempo slows] [Spoken] To the worthy... I will give everything. To the takers... you get nothing at all. [Outro] [Jagged palm-muted guitar riffs fade, syncopated crash accents] Watch your step. Earn the grace. The gate stays locked.
