Contract i burned

[Intro] They came with the papers and the smiles that don’t reach the eyes Promising the world but I already seen through the lies Whiteside don’t sign, Whiteside don’t bend, Whiteside don’t break I burned every contract before the ink could even take [Verse 1] First real money started bringing vultures to the door Suits with fake smiles talking numbers I ain’t never seen before They said “sign here and we’ll make you a star” I looked ‘em in the eyes and told ‘em I already are Whiteside built this from the static and the crucible flame I don’t need a label putting limits on my name They want control, they want percentages, they want a piece But Whiteside the Uncontracted don’t sign for no release Both parties compromised so why would I trust the machine That already sold out the working class and the American dream They dangle the bag like it’s freedom but it’s really a chain I’d rather starve independent than eat from their game Menacing when I speak ‘cause I know what they really want They want the image, the story, the pain they can stunt But they don’t want the truth when it cuts too deep They want a puppet they can manage, not a voice that won’t sleep Whiteside studied the greats who got trapped in the system Now I’m choosing different — I refuse to be a victim Psycho focus when they slide that paper across the table I look at the dotted line and I see another fable They promise protection but it’s really control Whiteside burns the contract and I keep my soul [Chorus] The Contract I Burned, every offer went up in smoke Whiteside the Uncontracted — that’s the name I chose They can keep their advances and their fake-ass deals I’d rather die independent than live on my knees The Contract I Burned, no signature, no chain Resilient by design, I refuse to be tamed Menacing with the truth when they try to buy my voice Whiteside stays free — that’s the only choice [Verse 2] They said I was crazy for turning down the bag But I already seen what happens when the artist gets tagged They own your masters, they own your image, they own your sound Then they drop you when the numbers start going down Whiteside watched too many get trapped in that cycle Now I move different — I stay psycho and spiteful To any offer that tries to put limits on my pen I burn it in front of them and I do it again Big heart for the heritage I represent with every bar Big mouth for the system that tried to lower the bar They compromised both sides so I don’t trust the machine I stay independent like the outlaw I was born to be Appalachian roots in the way I stay stubborn and free West Coast outlaw in the way I move with that G They started calling me the Uncontracted after the first burn The one who chose freedom over the money they earn Resilient when the pressure comes, menacing when they lie Whiteside the Uncontracted — I’d rather die than comply I don’t need the spotlight if it comes with a leash I’d rather build slow and stay out of their reach The Contract I Burned is more than just paper and ink It’s a statement — Whiteside don’t fold, don’t bend, don’t blink [Outro] Every contract turned to ash… every offer denied This is Whiteside the Uncontracted… I stay free ‘til the day that I die The system can keep their deals… Whiteside already chose his side