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COMFORT ZONE CREMATION (CAT)

πŸŽ™οΈ INTRO – Ancient Warning "Aubrey... I see you hiding in your gold... Swimming in champagne when you could walk on water... The scorpion must die for the eagle to rise... This is Sparda... Time to metamorphosize..." 🎀 VERSE 1 – The Decoder (Sparda Solo) Drake, I'm calling from the depth you keep avoiding That Scorpio sting you numb with girls and coins You got the gift but waste it on the surface tension I'm here to burn your comfort zone to fifth dimension You broadcast pain but never transformation Got the whole world crying to your limitations The 6 God? Nah, you stuck on level six When you could be channeling that seventh heaven fix I see your Jewish mystic and your Memphis shaman But you drown them both in Hennessy and salmon Your grandfather's drums trying to wake you up But you too busy playing victim in your million-dollar truck October 24th - you were born on a portal But you treating your birthright like something mortal The ancestors exhausted trying to reach you Through every melody that almost tries to teach you πŸŒ€ HOOK – Scorpion's Choice "Rise up from the champagne graves Eagles don't live where scorpions stay Your sting could heal but you use it to play Time to burn the Drake and let Aubrey pray" 🎀 VERSE 2 – The Decoder (Sparda Solo) You touched God on "Views" then ran back to the club Scared of your own depth so you call it love Every woman you chase is your mother's wisdom That you refuse to face in your own prison Stop singing about the same pain for two decades Your wound's a portal, not a franchise to trade The Torah in your blood trying to tell you the law But you rather count money than decode what you saw Jimmy Brooks in a wheelchair was prophecy, fool Your lower self paralyzed while your higher self flew But you identify with the injury, not the recovery Scorpio supposed to die and rise, that's the discovery I'm not here to diss you, I'm here to resurrect you From the grave you call success that disconnects you When you ready to use that venom as medicine Find me where the scorpion becomes the eagle's skeleton πŸ”₯ BRIDGE – Death Mandate "Kill the Drake, birth the prophet Comfort zone cremation, you can't stop it That Scorpio sting is sacred technology But you waste it on Instagram apologies" πŸŒ’ OUTRO – Final Summons "The portal you were born through still remains open... But portals don't wait for broken kings hoping... Transform or stay trapped in your golden cage... The eagle's waiting... but not for your old age... Rise, Scorpion... Rise or fossilize..." [Fades to sound of wings and ancient drums]