𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴𝔃 – 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓞𝓯 𝓜𝔂 𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮 ❤️‍🔥

[Hook] You still the love of my life, all da time. When hope went blind, just me and my rhyme. You still the love of my life, all da time. Through the fault lines, just me and my rhyme. [Verse] First time I heard you — basement air thick with dust, cheap cone speaker but the low-end was trust. Static like snowfall, cassette deck wheezing, but something in the drum break felt like breathing. No fairy-tale glow, just concrete acoustics, raw loop therapy, survivalist music. Mama’s old vinyl — soul in the sediment, needle hit wax, resurrected the elements. Chopped up the past into present-tense scripture, pain in the sample made the picture richer. First bars crooked, ink smeared through lines, but truth don’t stutter when it’s married to time. Counted each syllable, militant cadence, double-time pulse with surgical patience. Built from the basement, breath control steady, heart like an MPC — always ready. [Hook] You still the love of my life, all da time. When hope went blind, just me and my rhyme. You still the love of my life, all da time. Through the fault lines, just me and my rhyme. Cypher nights — frost on the curbside pavement, no spotlight glare, just hunger statements. Sixteen exchanged like coded transmissions, every punch carried lived ammunition. Tagged my name on a train in insomnia hours, steel doors closing on adolescent power. City tried silence with sirens and threat, but rhythm don’t fold and it don’t forget. You cut like truth when illusions collapse, healed like loops when the mind overlaps. Industry mirrors reflecting distortion, I stayed with the core — devotion over fortune. When hope went blind and the margins grew thin, no halo descended, no miracle wind. Just basement echoes under my skin — low-end thumping from somewhere within. From cracked stairwells to whatever’s next, from first loose bars to my final breath, when everything fades and the noise declines — it’s still you beside me… and me with my rhyme. [Hook] You still the love of my life, all da time. When hope went blind, just me and my rhyme. You still the love of my life, all da time. Through the fault lines, just me and my rhyme.