BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Subliminal Messages
- //Verse 1//
- You said I'm pussy, nah, I just don't bark for applause,
- I let the pen do the talking, every sentence got claws.
- You hunt for a mention, I was building a legacy,
- You chase a reaction, I'm creating longevity.
- //Hook//
- They call it subliminal, I call it calculated aim,
- If the pressure make you fold, don't put that on my name.
- When the loose change drop, watch the whole room stare,
- If you felt every bar, maybe you belong there.
- //Verse 2//
- I told 'em Love Yourself, now I'm loving these wins,
- You need validation every time another round begins.
- Had 'em stuck on Pins and Needles, every verse was suspense,
- You poke for attention; I poke holes in your defense.
- //Hook//
- They call it subliminal, I call it calculated aim,
- If the pressure make you fold, don't put that on my name.
- When the loose change drop, watch the whole room stare,
- If you felt every bar, maybe you belong there.
- //Verse 3//
- Mixed Blues and Booze with the pain 'til it aged into gold,
- Now every scar became a story that the listeners hold.
- For All the Chips, I was betting on myself from the jump,
- You still waiting on a cosign just to give you a bump.
- //Hook//
- They call it subliminal, I call it calculated aim,
- If the pressure make you fold, don't put that on my name.
- When the loose change drop, watch the whole room stare,
- If you felt every bar, maybe you belong there.
- //verse 4//
- You hear the change hit the floor, everybody turns they head,
- Funny how the smallest value always make the loudest step.
- Two cents worth of confidence, a dollar worth of pride,
- Still can't buy authenticity no matter how you try.
- //Hook//
- They call it subliminal, I call it calculated aim,
- If the pressure make you fold, don't put that on my name.
- When the loose change drop, watch the whole room stare,
- If you felt every bar, maybe you belong there.
- //Verse 5//
- You called it subliminal cause the bars fit your frame,
- I never gave directions; you supplied your own name.
- If every line offends you, maybe that's your reflection,
- Truth doesn't need a target when it lands with precision.
- //Hook//
- They call it subliminal, I call it calculated aim,
- If the pressure make you fold, don't put that on my name.
- When the loose change drop, watch the whole room stare,
- If you felt every bar, maybe you belong there.
- //Verse 6//
- I don't force narratives, I let the people decide,
- You been reaching for a headline, I've been reaching new heights.
- Difference between us? I ain't rapping just to trend,
- I'm the type they still replay when the moment ends.
- //Hook//
- They call it subliminal, I call it calculated aim,
- If the pressure make you fold, don't put that on my name.
- When the loose change drop, watch the whole room stare,
- If you felt every bar, maybe you belong there.
- //Verse 7//
- You mistake composure for a lack of aggression,
- I just know when silence is a deadlier weapon.
- Every shot I throw got a purpose in flight,
- Yours disappear tomorrow with the hype of the night.
- //Hook//
- They call it subliminal, I call it calculated aim,
- If the pressure make you fold, don't put that on my name.
- When the loose change drop, watch the whole room stare,
- If you felt every bar, maybe you belong there.
- //Outro
- My catalog speak louder than your comment section,
- Every older record still collecting new attention.
- They revisit classics while you beg for the next look,
- I built replay value; you built a Facebook.
- You wanted war, but your angle was weak,
- Started yelling "subliminal" before I even spoke a peak.
- I don't owe explanations when the pen stays elite,
- If the shoe fit perfect, don't complain
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