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"Broken Wings"
- Yo, Butterfly, huh? More like a moth to my flame.
- Flappin’ weak wings, caught up in the game.
- You think you fly, but you just a buzz in my ear.
- Time to clip them wings, make the facts clear.
- Yo, they call you Butterfly, but you’re stuck in the cocoon,
- Talkin’ big dreams, but you can’t leave the room.
- A diva on the ‘Gram, but in real life, basic,
- Flawless in your captions, but your flow can’t fake it.
- Wings all fragile, you crumble under pressure,
- Step into my zone, watch me give you a lecture.
- You flutter in circles, I move like a queen,
- My bars cut deep, call it lyrical guillotine.
- Your rhymes are paper thin, they fold with the breeze,
- While I’m stackin’ milestones, you just beggin’ on your knees.
- I run the hive, honey, you a wannabe bee,
- This ain’t no fairy tale—this is Icy Brain’s decree.
- Butterfly, oh, you thought you were fly,
- But your wings can't lift you, your game’s in the sky.
- Broken wings, weak vibes, and lies,
- This is your last flight, say goodbye to the highs.
- You talk about change, but you’re stuck in one lane,
- I’m the storm, girl, you can’t handle the rain.
- Call yourself rare, but you common as dust,
- You’re a trend for the moment, I’m the name they trust.
- You flutter for attention, desperate for the buzz,
- I’m silent in my moves, making power plays because—
- I’m the architect, the queen of my craft,
- While you busy chasin’ dreams that don’t even last.
- You sold out for fame, now you stuck in the cage,
- A butterfly on display, trapped on the stage.
- They see right through you, your glow’s just a trick,
- I’m a legend in the making, you a fad, quick to dip.
- You better step light when you talkin’ on my name,
- ‘Cause I’m fire in the booth, torchin’ all of your fame.
- You thought this was a battle? Nah, this is a lesson,
- How to fold weak bars under real life pressure.
- Butterfly, oh, you thought you were fly,
- But your wings can't lift you, your game’s in the sky.
- Broken wings, weak vibes, and lies,
- This is your last flight, say goodbye to the highs.
- So keep flappin’ them wings, but you ain’t goin’ far,
- Caught up in the hype, but I’m the real star.
- Next time you step, bring something worth my time,
- ‘Cause I just buried you with nothin’ but rhymes.
- (Drop the mic)
- Icy Rain out.
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