W C H x F x S B (Mashup) ³

[Verse] [sp] "Keep it moving." They been waiting on a stall, I don’t comply though Tried to box me in a lane, I just outgrow Time invested built a pressure they can’t measure Still precise, still cutting from a low In the cut but I answer when it snap Mind racing, too many overlaps No calls out, no signal coming back Cut the line, let it fade into black [Pre-Chorus] [Narrator] They don’t read what I contain [Post-Chorus] They label me fabled, a shift in alignment A shift they could never define A shift that broke past the design Now they stuck in confinement [Verse] [Narrator] Doubt thrown in a constant stream [sp] "Turn it fuel, let it build unseen" Pressure meant just to make me fold [sp] "Now it forms into something controlled" They don’t gauge what I generate [sp] "Only mirror what they imitate" I don’t place them the same at all [sp] "They were never equipped to relate" [sp] "Never equipped to relate" [Pre-Chorus] [sp] "They don’t read what I contain Still they react when it hits the brain" "Pulled away from the exchange Now the silence amplify the gain" "And they don’t know what they create" [sp] "Still they react when it hits the brain" Pulled away from the exchange [sp] "Now the silence amplify the gain" "They don’t know what they create" [Chorus] The weight keep