[intro – beat drops in with staccato strings] Yeah… this one’s for me, not you. Time to shut the hell up and move. [verse 1 – rapid flow] I been runnin’ my mouth since I learned how to talk, Stackin’ up speeches instead of the walk. I could draft ten plans in the back of my head, But they all just rot if I leave ‘em for dead. Every “I will” sounds sweet on the mic, But it’s paper thin if I don’t strike. I’m tired of hearin’ my own excuse, I’m my own alibi, I cut it loose. [pre-chorus – slower, more venom] It’s not what I say when I’m loud in the room, It’s the dirt on my boots and the work in the tomb. [chorus – layered vocal punch] Mouth shut, work done, Let the world see what I’m made from. Mouth shut, work done, Every brick that I lay is my pay stub. ‘Cause what you do speaks so loudly, I can’t hear what you say, So I’m done with the chatter, I’m movin’ today. [verse 2 – mixed flow, self-reflection] I’ve been the king of the “next time soon,” Till the clock ran out on the whole damn room. Said I’d quit bad habits, start new tracks, But I sat in the booth just spittin’ ‘bout that. I don’t wanna rhyme ‘bout a dream I ain’t chased, I don’t wanna talk what I can’t face. If my pen don’t match my legs in motion, I’m drownin’ in my own slow ocean. [pre-chorus – same as before, more grit] It’s not what I say when I’m loud in the room, It’s the dirt on my boots and the work in the tomb. [chorus – repeat, more aggressive delivery] Mouth shut, work done, Let the world see what I’m made from. Mouth shut, work done, Every brick that I lay is my pay stub. ‘Cause what you do speaks so loudly, I can’t hear what you say, So I’m done with the chatter, I’m movin’ today. [bridge – beat drops out, a cappella over faint pad] I been hidin’ behind my own clever tongue, Givin’ speeches ‘bout ladders I never hung. If the steps ain’t built, I don’t get to climb, No crown, no throne, no finish line. [final chorus – beat slams back in] Mouth shut, work done, Let the world see what I’m made from. Mouth shut, work done, Every brick that I lay is my pay stub. ‘Cause what you do speaks so loudly, I can’t hear what you say, So I’m done with the chatter, I’m movin’ today. [outro – beat rides out, whispered ad-lib] Yeah… movin’ today.
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