[Chorus] Million-dollar games they just shimmer and lie Iβm cutting through the glitter with a fire so dry Low budget high impact got the real supply No gimmicks just bars watch the industry fry [Verse 1] They play with stacks Iβm a penny arcade Dollar bills killing skills in this charade Iβm cooking raw heat on a shoestring blade This truth costs 99 cents, but it wonβt fade [Hook] They got a mil' on the scoreboard flashin' While I'm here with a mic and passion Low budget but the flowβs assassin Raw heat on a beat No fashion Cold flames burning they canβt be snuffed Theyβre flashing for nothing but Iβm calling their bluff 99 cents itβs raw and it's rough Pure grind no shine itβs more than enough [Chorus] Ninety-nine cents I'm stackin' bricks No empty lies No branded tricks High impact No gimmick mix I'm the spark that the fire picks [Verse 2] Their pockets deep but their words run shallow Crime in the rhyme but their flow feels hollow I make the beat bleed sharp as an arrow Crafting hunger sound the streets will follow [Hook] They don gold chains and they mimic the slum But Iβm the voice of the dirt where the raw beats hum No yachts no jets just the grind of the drum Tell the flash cash kings their time will come Numbers don't faze me I'm deep in my zone A king with no crown I just sit on my throne Venom so raw itβs a cut to the bone While theyβre buying attention Iβm earning my own [Chorus] Fingers on the pulse no diamonds on my wrist They polish up their lies but the truth hits Their hype's a mirage in desert mist I spit that heat canβt fake this grit [Break] [Verse 3] They buy streams while I write screams Silent truths in my rhyme schemes Industry kings with their pipe dreams Game so fake Crackinβ at the seams [Hook] Stitch together yet they torn apart I'm a raw deal with a lion's heart Hungry hustle That's the art Beat so grimy it'll break charts While they flex jets and diamond thrones I spit steel through handheld zones Call out the cheats from resin clones Hereβs an empire built on headphones [Chorus] Million-dollar games they just shimmer and lie Iβm cutting through the glitter with a fire so dry Low budget high impact got the real supply No gimmicks just bars watch the industry fry [Outro] They stack PR stunts while I stack these rhymes Grime cut slick no tricks just climb See me carving out my place like Iβm armed with a knife While they glass-house living ten leagues from life [Fade Out] [End]
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