Take a good look around… Yeah… Before the lights go out. Take a good look around when I step in the room Energy shift like a pressure boom Clock every snake in the velvet gloom Man talk loud but the truth don’t bloom I see the fear in the flick of an eye See them freeze when the real ones glide See them fake when the cameras ride Then switch sides when the numbers rise Take a good look — scene gets raw Cold steel mind with a lion’s roar Every bar like a closing door On a life that you can’t ignore Pressure build in the concrete lane Every move got a coded brain Every loss turned into a gain Now the skyline screams my name Take a good look around When the bassline pounds When the whole thing shakes And the walls fall down Take a good look around When the truth gets found All that talk gets drowned When the kings touch ground Take a good look around See the real, see the fake See the smile, see the snake When the whole world breaks Take a good look around Before the lights go dim Before the crown sits high And the wolves step in Take a good look when the night gets tense Cold air whip through the confidence Man move slick with intelligence While the fake ones drown in arrogance I clock every move like chessboard kings Every breath got heavyweight rings Every line like a guillotine swing Cut clean through the fragile things Take a good look when the storm rolls in Hear the thunder beneath my skin Hear the echo of where I’ve been Hear the war that I’m destined in Skyline glow with a predator stare Truth cut deep in the midnight air Every bar leave a pressure tear Now the whole damn world aware Take a good look around When the bassline pounds When the whole thing shakes And the walls fall down Take a good look around When the truth gets found All that talk gets drowned When the kings touch ground Look around… City lights flicker slow… Look around… Hear the engines below… Look around… When the silence explodes… Take a good look when the mask slips clean When the bright lights fade and the truth gets seen I was raised where the wolves move lean Where the cold night air makes the heart turn mean Take a good look — pressure erupt When the fake foundations corrupt When the loudest talkers go silent abrupt And the real ones rise from the ash and dust Every scar got a story told Every winter made iron souls Every loss turned a furnace coal Now the whole damn skyline glows Take a good look when the storm gets loud When the crown gets placed in a roaring crowd When the doubters vanish without a sound And the whole fake kingdom comes crashing down I’ve seen kings fall chasing gold Seen strong men crack and the brave turn cold Seen bright young fire get bought and sold But the real ones rise when the truth unfolds Take a good look when the last bell rings When the final war takes fragile things When the quiet mind grows iron wings And the lion inside finally sings Take a good look around… At the streets that shaped you. At the nights that nearly broke you. At the silence that taught you more than the noise ever could. Take a good look around… Some people were lessons. Some people were warnings. Some people were mirrors showing you who you could become. But pressure reveals everything. The fake crumble. The loud disappear. The weak make excuses. And the ones who stayed quiet… The ones who kept moving… The ones who kept building in the dark… They rise. So before the lights fade bro… Before the whole world finally sees what you’ve been becoming… Take a good look around bruv. Because when the dust settles… They’ll all be looking at you my G!
