Tip the Scales Back

**Verse 1** Yo, the scales tipped, it’s a rap travesty, Wack flows booming, like a comedy catastrophe. Used to be the kings, now it’s clowns in the throne, Spitting nursery rhymes, man, I’m feeling so alone. Where’s the grit, the fire, the lyrical finesse? These cookie-cutter rappers leave me feeling less blessed. I’m like a phoenix in the booth, rise from ashes, While they’re spitting plastic, I’m dropping heavy clashes. Metaphors sharp, like a blade in the dark, I’m the spark in this game, trying to reignite the art. I’m a wordsmith, twisting syllables like a Rubik’s, While they mumble and stumble, I’m the lyrical lunatic. Gotta tip the scales back, bring the real to the front, With every punchline delivered, I’ll be packing the hunt. Rap’s a battleground, I’m the soldier on a mission, To restore the essence, that’s my lyrical ambition. **Hook** Tip the scales, bring the real back, Hip hop’s heart, can’t let it crack. We need the truth, not the fake and the phony, Let’s reclaim the throne, we’re the one and only. Tip the scales, bring the real back, Hip hop’s heart, can’t let it crack. We need the truth, not the fake and the phony, Let’s reclaim the throne, we’re the one and only. **Verse 2** I’m a lyrical architect, building bars like bricks, While they’re stacking fluff, man, it’s making me sick. I’m the antidote, the remedy for this sickness, With each line I drop, I’m restoring the richness. Rap’s a tapestry, woven with stories and pain, But they’re painting over it, like it’s all just a game. I’m the voice of the streets, where the struggle is real, While they’re sipping on the hype, I’m just trying to heal. Back to the roots, where the legends were born, With the beat in my chest, I’m reborn in the storm. Like a lyrical ninja, I’ll slice through the noise, With precision and vision, I’ll bring back the poise. So let’s gather the troops, unite for the cause, Bring the essence of hip hop, where the real never flaws. I’m the echo of the past, the future in my hand, Balancing the scales, let’s take a stand. **Hook** Tip the scales, bring the real back, Hip hop’s heart, can’t let it crack. We need the truth, not the fake and the phony, Let’s reclaim the throne, we’re the one and only. Tip the scales, bring the real back, Hip hop’s heart, can’t let it crack. We need the truth, not the fake and the phony, Let’s reclaim the throne, we’re the one and only.