Verse 1
Movin' free but my mind's in a lockdown,
Whole generation in a cage, gotta break out now.
Hold up
Stuck on level one, no way to level up,
This concrete jungle got no deadlines, we're all stuck.
Dead space
You're a whole vibe of numbness, tellin' me to fold,
You're that toxic addiction, story's gettin' old.
Hold up
Nah, you're that low-key poison, won't see me give in,
I'm the real power-trip, watch me fuckin' win.
Hold up
Pre-Chorus
...Tryna put us in a box, slap a label on the fit,
But I ain't just this body, I'm a program, legit.
Got that pedigree code, yeah, I'm a different build,
Droppin' all that old-school crap they tried to instill.
What I dropped in the source code? Yeah, that stuff's still real.
Chorus:
...Tappin' that escape key...
So what's the move? Yo, what's the move? What's really goin' down?!
Then it's game on. Yeah, it's game on. It's all kickin' off now!
Verse 2:
In a blink, in a vibe, the whole system shook,
The fakes get exposed, fam, just take a look.
World goes quiet, the game's gettin' flipped,
New day comin', it's a brand new script.
Main Chorus:
Need that focus, can't get played by these clowns,
Trustin' these demons wearin' loyalty crowns.
It's all chaos and static, ain't no one's design,
Just us against the cosmos, holdin' the line.
Doubt hits different, a glitch in the code,
Throws the whole damn system outta reload.
But this switch-up, this omen? It's a total reset,
For the new mindset, yeah, you can bet.
Yo, I'm the blueprint, you're my energy's echo,
We're the whole damn soundtrack, a street-smart concerto.
The block is speakin', the universe calls,
Redemption's on the line, we standin' up tall.
Forget that doomsday hype, ain't no final scene,
We're all connected now, a new wave, keep it clean.
Giving up ain't the move, I'm on that Jedi-flow,
Good vibes, good energy, takin' it slow.
My perspective is unlocked, no cap, no restraint,
Off the grid, on a path that the universe paints.
Call it destiny, call it fate, I don't really care,
We been waitin' for this moment, breathin' new air.
That real self wakin' up, the spirit's screamin', "Yo, we done!"
This ain't the end, fam, the story's just begun.
Bridge:
I ain't just flesh, I ain't just armor, I ain't basic, I ain't low,
I don't ride no one's wave, I'm the goddamn undertow.
I'm the engine, the source code, makin' the whole scene pop,
In my own damn reality, I'm the one who calls the drop... with a single breath.
Bridge 2:
Serbian adlib + wordless elements.
Final-Chorus:
x2
Movin' free but my mind is still trapped, see? Framed up, boxed in, by what they say I gotta be.
In my own world, I'm the one who hits pause on the game...