Dark Dreams, daily beat challenge, actually a legit rap song instead of my goofy stuff now for once
Yeah... they say don't close your eyes. FLORY on the beat. Let’s go.") [0:20 - 0:40] Chorus In these dark dreams, we’re just looking for the light, Navigating hallways in the middle of the night. Yeah, the world’s getting cold and the vision's getting blurred, But I’m finding all my power in the silence of the word. In these dark dreams, where the whispers turn to gold, Writing out a story that has never been told. [0:40 - 1:15] Verse 1 Step into the fog, where the shadows start to lean in, I’m chasing down a ghost of a version that I’ve been in. The kick drum is a heartbeat, heavy in the hollow, Searching for a path that the sunlight wouldn't follow. I’m painting with the greyscale, vivid in the static, Turning all the pressure into something more cinematic. They say the dream is lucid 'til you wake up in the rain, I’m just trying to find the rhythm in the middle of the pain. No compass in my pocket, just the echo of the track, Walking through the fire and I’m never looking back. I see the faces in the mirror but they don't look like mine, Just a collection of the moments that I’ve left behind. [1:15 - 1:35] Chorus In these dark dreams, we’re just looking for the light, Navigating hallways in the middle of the night. Yeah, the world’s getting cold and the vision's getting blurred, But I’m finding all my power in the silence of the word. [1:35 - 2:10] Verse 2 Clock ticks slow, but the mind’s moving faster, Every single failure was a seed for the master. Building up a kingdom out of bricks they used to throw, Roots getting deeper while the wind starts to blow. It’s a heavy-headed crown when you’re sleeping with the ghosts, Trying to keep my head above the waves along the coast. And I don’t need a witness, I don't need a crowd, I just need the bass when the thunder’s getting loud. From the basement to the ceiling, I am reclaiming the space, Putting every doubt into a box I can erase. If life is just a dream, then I’m finally awake, Counting every lesson in the middle of the ache. [2:10 - 2:30] Chorus In these dark dreams, we’re just looking for the light, Navigating hallways in the middle of the night. Yeah, the world’s getting cold and the vision's getting blurred, But I’m finding all my power in the silence of the word. In these dark dreams, where the whispers turn to gold, Writing out a story that has never been told. I’m a flicker in the dark, I’m a spark in the cylinder Rhyme like a blizzard, it’s cold, I’m the pillager Killin' the rhythm, I’m building a prison for anyone thinking they’re touching the vision I’m cutting with surgical, verbal precision, I make a decision and stick to the mission They’re wishing for riches, I’m digging the ditches to bury the critics and burn all the bridges I’m lightyears ahead of 'em, checking the sediment, mental is heavy, I’m heaven-sent, evident The ghost in the industry, I am the entity, fueling the energy, killing my enemies No time for the remedy, I am the penalty, creating a legacy, deep in my chemistry I’m rattling cages, I’m flipping the pages, I’m coming for ages, the fire it rages I’m locking the stage and I’m breaking the gauges, I’m out of the matrix, I’m dodging the fakes And I’m taking whatever it takes just to wake up the greats, I’m the master of fates See the look on their face when I pick up the pace and I leave 'em in space with no trace of the case! In these dark dreams, we’re just looking for the light, Navigating hallways in the middle of the night. Yeah, the world’s getting cold and the vision's getting blurred, But I’m finding all my power in the silence of the word. In these dark dreams, where the whispers turn to gold, Writing out a story that has never been told.
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Yeah... they say don't close your eyes. FLORY on the beat. Let’s go.") [0:20 - 0:40] Chorus In these dark dreams, we’re just looking for the light, Navigating hallways in the middle of the night. Yeah, the world’s getting cold and the vision's getting blurred, But I’m finding all my power in the silence of the word. In these dark dreams, where the whispers turn to gold, Writing out a story that has never been told. [0:40 - 1:15] Verse 1 Step into the fog, where the shadows start to lean in, I’m chasing down a ghost of a version that I’ve been in. The kick drum is a heartbeat, heavy in the hollow, Searching for a path that the sunlight wouldn't follow. I’m painting with the greyscale, vivid in the static, Turning all the pressure into something more cinematic. They say the dream is lucid 'til you wake up in the rain, I’m just trying to find the rhythm in the middle of the pain. No compass in my pocket, just the echo of the track, Walking through the fire and I’m never looking back. I see the faces in the mirror but they don't look like mine, Just a collection of the moments that I’ve left behind. [1:15 - 1:35] Chorus In these dark dreams, we’re just looking for the light, Navigating hallways in the middle of the night. Yeah, the world’s getting cold and the vision's getting blurred, But I’m finding all my power in the silence of the word. [1:35 - 2:10] Verse 2 Clock ticks slow, but the mind’s moving faster, Every single failure was a seed for the master. Building up a kingdom out of bricks they used to throw, Roots getting deeper while the wind starts to blow. It’s a heavy-headed crown when you’re sleeping with the ghosts, Trying to keep my head above the waves along the coast. And I don’t need a witness, I don't need a crowd, I just need the bass when the thunder’s getting loud. From the basement to the ceiling, I am reclaiming the space, Putting every doubt into a box I can erase. If life is just a dream, then I’m finally awake, Counting every lesson in the middle of the ache. [2:10 - 2:30] Chorus In these dark dreams, we’re just looking for the light, Navigating hallways in the middle of the night. Yeah, the world’s getting cold and the vision's getting blurred, But I’m finding all my power in the silence of the word. In these dark dreams, where the whispers turn to gold, Writing out a story that has never been told. I’m a flicker in the dark, I’m a spark in the cylinder Rhyme like a blizzard, it’s cold, I’m the pillager Killin' the rhythm, I’m building a prison for anyone thinking they’re touching the vision I’m cutting with surgical, verbal precision, I make a decision and stick to the mission They’re wishing for riches, I’m digging the ditches to bury the critics and burn all the bridges I’m lightyears ahead of 'em, checking the sediment, mental is heavy, I’m heaven-sent, evident The ghost in the industry, I am the entity, fueling the energy, killing my enemies No time for the remedy, I am the penalty, creating a legacy, deep in my chemistry I’m rattling cages, I’m flipping the pages, I’m coming for ages, the fire it rages I’m locking the stage and I’m breaking the gauges, I’m out of the matrix, I’m dodging the fakes And I’m taking whatever it takes just to wake up the greats, I’m the master of fates See the look on their face when I pick up the pace and I leave 'em in space with no trace of the case! In these dark dreams, we’re just looking for the light, Navigating hallways in the middle of the night. Yeah, the world’s getting cold and the vision's getting blurred, But I’m finding all my power in the silence of the word. In these dark dreams, where the whispers turn to gold, Writing out a story that has never been told.