Lyric

Yeah – haha

You talk a lot, I talk too fast

So come on – say that quickly!

I construct the words the way I want them

You're already stuck on the first game

Tongue ignites, cuts finely

I twist the sentences as they should be

One sound, one flow, you can't figure it out

I speak in patterns, razor-sharp

No acting, no hiding

I spit truth – directly, perfectly

No breath remains, no mouth still

Want to try it? Say, whoever wants to!

Say that quickly:

Seven sharp scribes created shimmering scripts

Wrote them quickly in narrow layers

Sent them silently through narrow ravines

Finally closed them – neat, sure, sharp

Seven sharp scribes…

Created scripts, narrow and fine…

Wrote them quickly…

Closed them – neat, sure, sharp

I speak in spirals, twisting words

You want to feel it, but can't see it

My language is steel, my thinking precise

I cut through the fog, systematic and mean

I give you patterns, no coincidence, no plan

Everything calculated, syllable by trajectory

I make it difficult, yet elegant

If you try, you're tense

Your lips stumble, twist

I stay calm, I can understand

Every syllable is perfect

No mistake that makes me weak

You want to make it? Stand up –

But the pace consumes you

I stay clear, you search for meaning

But this is precision in the spin

I see you struggle, word by word

Your breath heavy, your voice gone

I stay calm, talking in circles

Every pattern cold and hot. You want to prove that you can

But my language remains like dance

One sentence, one sound – and you fall silent

Because you feel how deep it comes

Say that quickly:

Seven sharp scribes created shimmering scripts

Wrote them quickly in narrow layers

Sent them silently through narrow ravines

Finally closed them – neat, sure, sharp

Seven sharp scribes…

Created scripts, narrow and fine…

Wrote them quickly…

Closed them – neat, sure, sharp

Say that… just… quickly

If you can