Static Noise PT2
“Static Noise Pt. 2” (Hook) Same beat, new round, yeah I’m back again, You a background voice, I’m the main event, Talk loud, fall off, that’s your pattern trend, Every track you drop just confirms it again. (Verse 1) You still off beat, still lost in the mix, Same weak bars, yeah it’s copy and rinse, Tryna act big but it don’t ever stick, You a punchline walking, I don’t even gotta diss. Everybody know your name for the wrong kinda reason, Drop a track, whole room go quiet—no reaction, just leavin’, I’m cooking every verse, every line got a meaning, You just fillin’ empty space like a bad intermission. (Bridge) And Connie in the chat like “yo this kinda fire,” But we all know the truth—she just boostin’ your ego higher, Gassin’ up your tracks like they lit with desire, Whole time it’s smoke, no spark, no fire. (Hook) Same beat, new round, yeah I’m back again, You a background voice, I’m the main event, Talk loud, fall off, that’s your pattern trend, Every track you drop just confirms it again. (Verse 2) Even Connie can’t save what you try to create, Hype man energy but the music ain’t great, You lean on support just to carry your weight, But talent don’t show just ‘cause people relate. I don’t need a crowd just to prove what I am, One verse from me got you scrappin’ your plan, You swingin’ in air while I land every slam, This checkmate talk—you don’t stand a chance. (Outro) Part two done, yeah the lesson complete, You can keep the mic, still won’t compete, Tell Connie next time pick a better beat— Or better yet… find someone who can actually speak.
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“Static Noise Pt. 2” (Hook) Same beat, new round, yeah I’m back again, You a background voice, I’m the main event, Talk loud, fall off, that’s your pattern trend, Every track you drop just confirms it again. (Verse 1) You still off beat, still lost in the mix, Same weak bars, yeah it’s copy and rinse, Tryna act big but it don’t ever stick, You a punchline walking, I don’t even gotta diss. Everybody know your name for the wrong kinda reason, Drop a track, whole room go quiet—no reaction, just leavin’, I’m cooking every verse, every line got a meaning, You just fillin’ empty space like a bad intermission. (Bridge) And Connie in the chat like “yo this kinda fire,” But we all know the truth—she just boostin’ your ego higher, Gassin’ up your tracks like they lit with desire, Whole time it’s smoke, no spark, no fire. (Hook) Same beat, new round, yeah I’m back again, You a background voice, I’m the main event, Talk loud, fall off, that’s your pattern trend, Every track you drop just confirms it again. (Verse 2) Even Connie can’t save what you try to create, Hype man energy but the music ain’t great, You lean on support just to carry your weight, But talent don’t show just ‘cause people relate. I don’t need a crowd just to prove what I am, One verse from me got you scrappin’ your plan, You swingin’ in air while I land every slam, This checkmate talk—you don’t stand a chance. (Outro) Part two done, yeah the lesson complete, You can keep the mic, still won’t compete, Tell Connie next time pick a better beat— Or better yet… find someone who can actually speak.