Locked in on a whole new frequency
I'm checking the clock, they tracing my steps, I'm clearing the board while they placing their bets. Started with nothing but ink in the pen, Now I rewrite the game again and again. They talk about numbers, they talk about stats, I'm talking 'bout logic, erasing the caps. No rearview mirror, I’m looking ahead, Leaving the doubts and the shadows for dead. Static in the air, but I’m filtering the noise, Separating the truth from the hype and the toys. Built for the pressure, I don’t need to bend, This is just the beginning, it's nowhere near the end. (Chorus) Midnight oil, the grind don't ever sleep, Stackin' up the vision while the pressure's deep. They see the shine, they don't see the mental strain, I filter out the noise and amplify the reign. Locked in on a whole new frequency, Can't let the static get a piece of me. I'm locked in on a whole new frequency, Locked in on a whole new frequency. (Verse 2) (Beat drops to just the heavy 808 bass and cracking snare) They want the crown but they hate the fatigue, Trying to run when they ain't in the league. I kept my head down, I watered the roots, While they traded the truth for some designer suits. Now the canopy's blocking the view from the floor, Every ceiling I hit, I just turn to a door. No handouts, no favors, I paid every fee, Look at the map and it's pointing to me. (Chorus) Midnight oil, the grind don't ever sleep, Stackin' up the vision while the pressure's deep. They see the shine, they don't see the mental strain, I filter out the noise and amplify the reign. Locked in on a whole new frequency, Can't let the static get a piece of me. I'm locked in on a whole new frequency, Locked in on a whole new frequency. (Outro) (The atmospheric string pad swells as the drums slowly fade out) Yeah. Whole new frequency. Turn the noise down. Amplify the reign. (Bell pluck plays one final note and echoes out)
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I'm checking the clock, they tracing my steps, I'm clearing the board while they placing their bets. Started with nothing but ink in the pen, Now I rewrite the game again and again. They talk about numbers, they talk about stats, I'm talking 'bout logic, erasing the caps. No rearview mirror, I’m looking ahead, Leaving the doubts and the shadows for dead. Static in the air, but I’m filtering the noise, Separating the truth from the hype and the toys. Built for the pressure, I don’t need to bend, This is just the beginning, it's nowhere near the end. (Chorus) Midnight oil, the grind don't ever sleep, Stackin' up the vision while the pressure's deep. They see the shine, they don't see the mental strain, I filter out the noise and amplify the reign. Locked in on a whole new frequency, Can't let the static get a piece of me. I'm locked in on a whole new frequency, Locked in on a whole new frequency. (Verse 2) (Beat drops to just the heavy 808 bass and cracking snare) They want the crown but they hate the fatigue, Trying to run when they ain't in the league. I kept my head down, I watered the roots, While they traded the truth for some designer suits. Now the canopy's blocking the view from the floor, Every ceiling I hit, I just turn to a door. No handouts, no favors, I paid every fee, Look at the map and it's pointing to me. (Chorus) Midnight oil, the grind don't ever sleep, Stackin' up the vision while the pressure's deep. They see the shine, they don't see the mental strain, I filter out the noise and amplify the reign. Locked in on a whole new frequency, Can't let the static get a piece of me. I'm locked in on a whole new frequency, Locked in on a whole new frequency. (Outro) (The atmospheric string pad swells as the drums slowly fade out) Yeah. Whole new frequency. Turn the noise down. Amplify the reign. (Bell pluck plays one final note and echoes out)
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