(Verse 1) I’m a lyrical disciple, my survival is a miracle I’m back to burn the temple, keep it biblical and spherical. The ink is turning into blood, the paper’s turning into ash I’m the lightning in the clouds, I’m the thunder, I’m the crash! The verses in my notepad are paralyzed and petrified They’re staring at the spirit of a lyricist who’s testified. I’m spiritual, lyrical, never being judgmental The weight of every sentence is biblically fundamental! I’m the marksman, the archer, the departure from the hollow I’m the prophet with the profit that the Pharisees won't follow. The margins are screaming, the parchment is weeping I’m waking up the demons that were comfortably sleeping! (Chorus) When the pen hits the paper, the gates of hell shake The foundations are breaking for the Kingdom’s sake! It’s a masterclass of fire, a symphony of light I’m the voice of the morning in the middle of the night! Yeah, the demons get nervous when I’m stepping in the room I’m the lightning in the sky, I’m the sonic-boom! (Post-Chorus) (The demons are trembling... yeah) (I’m the truth in the room... I'm that sonic boom.) (Verse 2) The ink starts to coagulate, I’m here to recalculate The rate at which I captivate and leave 'em in a fractured state! My notepad is hyperventilating, contemplating an exit 'Cause every time I flex it, I’m complexing the method! I’m a surgeon with the stanzas, I’m a titan with the talk Leaving chalk outlines on the mental sidewalk. The parchment is sweating, it's dreading the vetting Of a spirit that is ready for a spiritual upsetting! I’m the format, the blueprint, the soul in the machine The cleanest execution that the world has ever seen. I’m planting seeds of fire just to watch the rhythm bloom I’m the sonic-boom of truth that’s emptying the tomb! (Chorus) When the pen hits the paper, the gates of hell shake The foundations are breaking for the Kingdom’s sake! It’s a masterclass of fire, a symphony of light I’m the voice of the morning in the middle of the night! Yeah, the demons get nervous when I’m stepping in the room I’m the lightning in the sky, I’m the sonic-boom! (Post-Chorus) (The demons are trembling... yeah) (I’m the truth in the room... I'm that sonic boom.) (Bridge) I’ve tasted the flame, I’ve swallowed the smoke I’ve been the punchline of every bitter joke. I’ve sat at the bottom where the light doesn't reach Practicing the lessons that I’m finally here to teach. I didn't just see the fire—man, I lived in the furnace With a spirit so broken, it was barely even earnest. I’ve walked through the valley where the shadows are tall I’ve had my back pressed up against the graveyard wall. I’ve had the silence screaming in my ears for years And washed the dirt off my face with a bucket of tears. But the ash turned to iron, and the iron turned to gold Now I’m telling the story that needs to be told! I’m stepping out the heat, I’m standing on my feet I’m the living, breathing proof that the devil got beat! (Verse 3) I’m coming from the hollow, where the shadows used to swallow me whole I was digging through the trash just to find a little piece of my soul! I’ve been the one in the corner, the mourner, the goner, the ghost I’ve been the one who was burning while everyone else had a toast! I’ve felt the cold in my marrow, the path getting narrow and thin I was wearing my failures like a second layer of skin. I’ve tasted the salt of the tears and the copper of blood in my mouth When my life was a compass that was only ever pointing me South! I was down in the trenches, the stench of the fear was a cage I was a walking dead man just waiting to turn to a page. But I grabbed a jagged piece of the rock that I hit at the bottom And I started carving lyrics till the demons forgot that they got 'em! I’m a survivor of the wreckage, a message delivered in pain I’m the one who found the sun while I was standing in the hurricane. (Chorus) When the pen hits the paper, the gates of hell shake The foundations are breaking for the Kingdom’s sake! It’s a masterclass of fire, a symphony of light I’m the voice of the morning in the middle of the night! Yeah, the demons get nervous when I’m stepping in the room I’m the lightning in the sky, I’m the sonic-boom! (Post-Chorus) (The demons are trembling... yeah) (I’m the truth in the room... I'm that sonic boom.)
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