you had a loyal one
To secure that "best of the day" win, we need to keep those bars short, sharp, and rapid-fire at 140 BPM, but with enough material to comfortably clear that 3.5-minute mark. Here is the full, extended layout. Spit this with high energy and no pauses between the bars to keep the momentum lethal. Intro (Beat drops hard, fast hi-hats ticking, heavy 808 punch) Yeah. 140 on the clock. You wanted a show? You got one. Stop the clock, check the charts. I don’t play defense anymore. Listen. Verse 1 Insecure. Out of line. Checking up on my time. On my phone. In my face. Always trying to make a case. I’m a rider. Pick a side. I don’t slip. I don’t slide. You project. That’s a fact. Check the map, check the track. Solid rock. Never bend. Loyal bitch to the end. You want drama? Go away. I ain't got the time to play. Paranoid. In your head. Blowing up what I said. Clean record. No stain. You just want to cause pain. Chorus Loyal bitch. Know the name. I am not your little game. Stop the cap. Stop the lies. Look me straight in the eyes. Guilt trip? No way. I am done. Not today. Verse 2 Look in the mirror. See the fake? Think about the heat I take. Options open. Chose your side. Now you switch the whole vibe? I don’t sneak. I don’t crawl. Built the trust, you break the wall. Fake trial. Cold heart. Tearing us right apart. No receipts. No proof. Hit the floor, raise the roof. I’m the queen. You the clown. Trying hard to drag me down. Conscience clear. No debt. Only thing you're gonna get Is the truth. Heavy hit. Yeah, I’m done with the shit. Chorus Loyal bitch. Know the name. I am not your little game. Stop the cap. Stop the lies. Look me straight in the eyes. Guilt trip? No way. I am done. Not today. Verse 3 (Extension Pack) (Snare doubles up, keep the delivery rapid) Clock is ticking. Watch me run. You ain't matching what I've done. Always textin'. "Where you at?" I was grinding. Fact is fact. You want flaws? Look at you. Everything you put me through. I stayed down. In the dirt. While you out here doing dirt. Funny how the tables turn. Watch the bridge you tried to burn. I’m a diamond. You are dust. Shattered glass and broken trust. Keep my name out your mouth. We ain't heading back down south. This is north. This is peak. I’m the giant, you the weak. Verse 4 (The Closer) Let it breathe. Now hit it fast. This relationship is past. Accusations every night. Just because I'm doing right? Yeah, it's wild. Yeah, it's mad. Worst opponent that I had. I'm a soldier. I'm a boss. Count your bills, I'll count your loss. No more questions. No more visual. This attack is getting critical. I don't cheat, I don't bend. This is where the stories end. Take a picture, make it last. You belong in the past. Mic drop. Final blow. That is all you need to know. Chorus Loyal bitch. Know the name. I am not your little game. Stop the cap. Stop the lies. Look me straight in the eyes. Guilt trip? No way. I am done. Not today. Outro (Beat starts to stripped down, just the hard kick and 808s) Yeah. Three and a half minutes of straight facts. No filler. No stuttering. Go ahead and check the phone logs one last time on your way out. Best of the day? Please. This is best in the league. I’m out.
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To secure that "best of the day" win, we need to keep those bars short, sharp, and rapid-fire at 140 BPM, but with enough material to comfortably clear that 3.5-minute mark. Here is the full, extended layout. Spit this with high energy and no pauses between the bars to keep the momentum lethal. Intro (Beat drops hard, fast hi-hats ticking, heavy 808 punch) Yeah. 140 on the clock. You wanted a show? You got one. Stop the clock, check the charts. I don’t play defense anymore. Listen. Verse 1 Insecure. Out of line. Checking up on my time. On my phone. In my face. Always trying to make a case. I’m a rider. Pick a side. I don’t slip. I don’t slide. You project. That’s a fact. Check the map, check the track. Solid rock. Never bend. Loyal bitch to the end. You want drama? Go away. I ain't got the time to play. Paranoid. In your head. Blowing up what I said. Clean record. No stain. You just want to cause pain. Chorus Loyal bitch. Know the name. I am not your little game. Stop the cap. Stop the lies. Look me straight in the eyes. Guilt trip? No way. I am done. Not today. Verse 2 Look in the mirror. See the fake? Think about the heat I take. Options open. Chose your side. Now you switch the whole vibe? I don’t sneak. I don’t crawl. Built the trust, you break the wall. Fake trial. Cold heart. Tearing us right apart. No receipts. No proof. Hit the floor, raise the roof. I’m the queen. You the clown. Trying hard to drag me down. Conscience clear. No debt. Only thing you're gonna get Is the truth. Heavy hit. Yeah, I’m done with the shit. Chorus Loyal bitch. Know the name. I am not your little game. Stop the cap. Stop the lies. Look me straight in the eyes. Guilt trip? No way. I am done. Not today. Verse 3 (Extension Pack) (Snare doubles up, keep the delivery rapid) Clock is ticking. Watch me run. You ain't matching what I've done. Always textin'. "Where you at?" I was grinding. Fact is fact. You want flaws? Look at you. Everything you put me through. I stayed down. In the dirt. While you out here doing dirt. Funny how the tables turn. Watch the bridge you tried to burn. I’m a diamond. You are dust. Shattered glass and broken trust. Keep my name out your mouth. We ain't heading back down south. This is north. This is peak. I’m the giant, you the weak. Verse 4 (The Closer) Let it breathe. Now hit it fast. This relationship is past. Accusations every night. Just because I'm doing right? Yeah, it's wild. Yeah, it's mad. Worst opponent that I had. I'm a soldier. I'm a boss. Count your bills, I'll count your loss. No more questions. No more visual. This attack is getting critical. I don't cheat, I don't bend. This is where the stories end. Take a picture, make it last. You belong in the past. Mic drop. Final blow. That is all you need to know. Chorus Loyal bitch. Know the name. I am not your little game. Stop the cap. Stop the lies. Look me straight in the eyes. Guilt trip? No way. I am done. Not today. Outro (Beat starts to stripped down, just the hard kick and 808s) Yeah. Three and a half minutes of straight facts. No filler. No stuttering. Go ahead and check the phone logs one last time on your way out. Best of the day? Please. This is best in the league. I’m out.
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