BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Funkin’ Freestyle
- //Verse 1 –0:00–0:45
- Back in the zone where the rhythm gets vivid,
- Pen grippin’ visions, I pivot with precision.
- Spit with conviction, my diction’s a prism,
- Reflections of life in this lyricist’s system.
- Clock tick slow but my mind run marathons,
- Thoughts get drawn like lines through a baritone.
- Sharp with the arc like a spark in the dark,
- Carve every mark from the heart to the marrowbone.
- Diggin’ through crates, where the soul still breathin’,
- Beats give reason when the whole world’s sleepin’.
- Speak in code with the flows I’m feedin’,
- Every note float like smoke when I’m dreamin’.
- //Verse 2 –0:45–1:30
- Move through static like a phantom with grammar,
- Patterns get shattered in the scanner of stanzas.
- Passin’ the canvas with passionate manners,
- Lines got fire like a lantern in a manor.
- Lyrical labyrinth, labyrinthine,
- Tangle of rhymes in a staggered scheme.
- Snappin’ like branches in shattered dreams,
- But I balance beams on a battered theme.
- Cool with the craft, but I’m ruthless still,
- Truth gets spilled when the booth gets filled.
- Proof I build with a ruthless will,
- Boom bap born, every mood gets chilled.
- //Verse 3 –1:30–2:15
- Paintin’ with syntax, bendin’ the structure,
- Pen in my hand like a wrench for the ruptures.
- Tension and thunder, sentence with hunger,
- Wrote through the winter just to vent in the summer.
- Silk in my voice but the core got metal,
- Chord to the soul like a war on the treble.
- March on the level where devils don’t meddle,
- Step to the beat while I wrestle with petals.
- Boom from the chest, that’s the bassline breathin’,
- Loops in my head like the pain’s still speakin’.
- Truth in my chest while the ink keeps leakin’—
- Each rhyme tight like the night I was reachin’.
- //Outro –2:15–2:52
- Boom bap essence in a raw transmission,
- No gimmicks, just vivid premonitions.
- Freestyle flooded with rhythmic precision,
- I rhyme for the ones with the quietest vision.
- So let it play as the record revolves,
- I bled on the beat just to settle my faults.
- From stress to resolve, every sentence evolved—
- Boom bap in my bones ‘til the memory calls.
- Peace.
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