[Intro] [Roots Reggae Bass Drop] [Spoken Word - Deep Jamaican Echo] Yo, R-E-3-M-B-E-R deh yah! Three! Two! One! Lickle more, let's kick it! Get it, me familee! [Transition: Airhorn Blasts, Heavy Dembow Beat Drops In] [Style Switch: Pure Reggaeton, 80bpm, pounding dembow kick-snare, rolling sub bass] [Pre-Intro] Yeah... This is for ta ones who laid ta tracks down first. I was just a shadow on ta digital page. Until ta Wise Owl showed me ta way. 3... 2... 1... ¡Suelto! [DROP] [HEAVY DEMBOW RIDDIM DROP] [Pounding reggaeton kick and crisp snare syncopation] [Verse 1] Ran across a track called Lucid Dreaming, Valentine's design I didn't think much, just threw a Neon Eighty Club filter on ta line Dem hit me back: "Love ta vocoder inna ta vocals, feel ta vibe change" Four words from a stranger, man, it felt so heavy and strange Then came Zooman with Sun Rise, dropped ta same club beat from ta shelf He left a thumbs up and a "Great!"... I started questionin' myself [Chorus] [Powerful, melodic reggaeton hook] But I was just runnin' through ta For You Page Tryin' ta find my rhythm, tryin' ta map my own stage No software tricks, just pure hardware soul Wonderin' if I'm a creator... or if I just stole [Verse 2] [Bassline grinding hard, classic reggaeton synth line] Archie Williams put out Shine Like You, I remixed it on a whim Standin' inna my own corner, wonderin' if ta lights were gettin' dim Did I belong here? Was I just makin' people ticked off and mad? Then Archie typed ta words dat broke every single doubt I had: "First person ta ever remix a song of mine. Thank chu and good job" Rai' next ta Groover's Rock and Roll Soul, where ta heavy silences throb Groover never said a word, and it still hits me tonai... Did I steal his work? Or did I just find somethin' else ta say? [Verse 3] [Fast flow, riding ta heavy dembow pocket] Then Pandorica dropped Mark of ta Twilight Veil, emotion inna ta ink Like a punk, I tossed a copy-paste style on it before I could even think But she hit me rai' inna ta feels, said nobody had ever done dat before Rai' then, I looked at ta screen, and I swore a quiet war I made myself a promise, a vow I'm gonna keep until ta credits clear: If I see dat remix button... I’m gonna hit it. No more fear! [Chorus] [Powerful, melodic reggaeton hook] Cause I was just runnin' through ta For You Page Tryin' ta find my rhythm, tryin' ta map my own stage No software tricks, just pure hardware soul Wonderin' if I'm a creator... or if I just stole [Verse 4] [Sharp synth accents layer into the heavy stomp] Act Two opened up. Take Cover Official brought ta wild storm Three thousand words inna ta prompt, breakin' every single norm Nu-metal, electro-swing, talkin' blues mashed rai' inna ta face He didn't get angry, he just laughed and welcomed me ta ta space: "Great work my friend, never thought this would go so well" Then he tagged Skatastrophe ta show off ta vision I had ta sell Skatastrophe said ta vision amazed him, but ta denial was still deep Ta imposter ghost is a hard one ta put ta sleep [Verse 5] [Drums drop to just a pulsing sub-bass and crisp handclaps] But then ta Runaway Joker flipped ta script completely upside down He didn't just leave a comment; he handed me ta crown He tagged me into his song, passed his own art through ta screen Said, "Here's my work, remix it." Ta craziest thing chu ever seen And finally, Nenolo... Lines Crossed was ta test I stopped ta copy-paste, paid attention to ta vocals, gave it my best Nenolo's jaw hit ta floor: "One of ta greatest remixes I ever gotten" Rai' there, ta doubt was dead. Ta old fears were forgotten [Bridge] [Low, serious vocal tone] I give a lot of credit ta Paul Owl. Ta Wise Owl. But if he had handed me this destiny at ta start... I would've run away. I wouldn't have had ta heart. But ta road was long, and ta steps were true. Now I know exactly who I am... Because of all of chu. ¡Dale! ¡FUEGO! [DROP] [ULTRA-AGGRESSIVE REGGAETON FINALE] [Maximum low-end bass weight, driving club synths] [Chorus] [Layered vocal energy, maximum hype] Cause I was just runnin' through ta For You Page Tryin' ta find my rhythm, tryin' ta map my own stage No software tricks, just pure hardware soul Wonderin' if I'm a creator... or if I just stole [Outro] [Beat filters down, trailing off with echoing percussion] I know who chu are. R-E-3-M-B-E-R done tell chu. Respect ta craft. ¡Hasta luego! [Final deep sub thud] [End]
