Mic Warrior Revised

​Verse 1 ​Check the levels, one-two, mic check is a declaration, I step on the stage, the architect of an elevation. They call me Risha, the name is synonymous with flow, Twenty-four bars of fire, watch the temperature grow. I'm not here for the trends, the gimmicks, or the quick clout, I speak the truth that the rest of the industry whispers about. Yeah, my pen is a weapon, my voice is the ammunition, Fighting for respect, not chasing digital recognition. I've paid the dues, walked the cold, lonely road to the booth, Every rhyme is solidified, stamped with undeniable proof. ​Chorus ​I'm the Mic Warrior, standing on the front line, Slaying every beat, making sure the rhythm is mine. I break down the barriers, dismantle the static and noise, Spitting raw venom with calculated poise. You can't muzzle the message, you can't silence the thunder, I take the crown by force, tear the pretenders asunder. Yeah, the mic is my kingdom, the stage is my battleground, Hear the warrior's call, feel the shockwave resound! ​Verse 2 (Double-Time/Fast Flow) ​(Beat suddenly doubles the speed of the hi-hats and snare hits) Look, the pedestal's wobbly when it's built on borrowed style, I'm the real deal, been grounded for a while / I see the copycats, the clones, the ones who mimic the stride, but originality's the currency that they can't afford to buy / My delivery's precise, surgical on the soundscape, I hit 'em with the truth, no time for the landscape / They wonder how I manage to maneuver through the fast track, leave the competition dizzy, never looking back / I'm steady stacking verses, no reversible damage, I master every chorus while they fumble through the language / Got the high-speed intellect, verbal acrobatics, spitting fire, never static, dodging all the traps and tricks / You see the Queen City R.A. on the jacket, yeah, I came to get it done, put the money in the satchel / So believe the hype, or step aside, I'm taking over airwaves, got no time to wait, I’m the hardest rapper since the early days! ​Bridge ​(Flow returns to regular speed, beat opens up slightly) From the basement cyphers to the stadium lights, I never lost my focus, never dimmed my sights. They thought I was a starlet, a flash in the pan, Nah, I'm the whole solar system, this is part of the plan. The hunger's still burning, the fire won't cease, I am the voice of the struggle, demanding my peace. ​Outro ​(Beat hits hard one last time, then fades slowly into a sharp scratch.) Mic Warrior... mission complete.