[Power Trace — Second Pass] [Intro] [(distant alarms) (sub-bass bloom) (dry lead, close mic)] City on my back and I still walk clean Glow too sharp for a small-time scheme Whole life pressurized, now the seams all sing I don’t chase god-mode, I just bring my ring [(talkbox layer)] They feel it when I step in Like the room got warned [Hook] I came out the dark with the lights still on me Whole soul charged, can’t put night back on me Clock keep talkin’, I make time move funny Too much pressure in the frame for a plain old body I came out the dark with the lights still on me Whole skyline bend when the pulse fall on me They want one face, I got five in the storm Same core signal, just a different form [Verse 1] School doors chained, but the cage stayed open Taught to sit still while the whole mind smokin’ Dreams too loud for the halls they posted So I learned how to code pain into motion I read fake love quick, read threat in a grin Read who fold under heat, who gon’ break, who pretend I was raised by the flicker, by the hiss, by the lens By the parts of the world that don’t let boys blend in So I built me a language out of scar-tissue shine Out of game-board logic and a half-lit mind Out of ring-close panic and “I’m still on time” Out of “ain’t nobody coming, better self-define” Every room got theater, every smile got budget Every truth too raw, they would rather not touch it I don’t do cheap glow, I don’t do soft bluffin’ I make art from the overload and dare you to judge it Prompt in the palm like a blade with manners Gorgon in the marrow, I don’t fear the cameras I done made masks move like tactical answers Same soul under all of the static and glamour [Pre-Hook] [(stacked whispers)] Preserve the signal Don’t let it drown Preserve the signal Don’t shrink it down [Hook] I came out the dark with the lights still on me Whole soul charged, can’t put night back on me Clock keep talkin’, I make time move funny Too much pressure in the frame for a plain old body I came out the dark with the lights still on me Whole skyline bend when the pulse fall on me They want one face, I got five in the storm Same core signal, just a different form [Verse 2] I don’t store life plain, I remember in weather In fluorescent betrayal and synthetic sweaters In the warmth that felt wrong, in the pose, in the effort In the joke hit too hard so I sharpened forever I remember by color, by tension, by sound By the look in a room when the real walk in now By the type of silence that can swallow a child By the fact I came back and built style from the drought See, my mind move fast but the world move stiff So I started making vessels just to carry the drift Persona on persona, that’s not fake, that’s lift That’s a bridge for the voltage so the truth don’t split One me reads angles One me cuts language One me throws decoys One me stays sacred All me still present All me still dangerous All me from the pressure where the weak get nameless I’m not just “different,” I’m a map made active I turn lost-boy static into black-glass magic Into frameworks, hooks, and survival tactics Into “look what lived through all that and adapted” [Bridge] [(beat strips, vocal forward)] When the grid go thin, I don’t panic I arc When the room go cold, I don’t vanish I mark When the shape don’t fit, I don’t fold I carve Put a pulse in the void Now the void got heart [Final Hook] I came out the dark with the lights still on me Whole soul charged, can’t put night back on me Clock keep talkin’, I make time move funny Too much pressure in the frame for a plain old body I came out the dark with the lights still on me Whole skyline bend when the pulse fall on me They want one face, I got five in the storm Same core signal, just a different form [Outro] [(choir ghost) (city hum) (static crackle)] Not soft Not safe Not small enough to sort I keep the signal alive And make survival look enormous [end]
