More than flow

[Verse 1]
Damn, bro
Pouring my heart
And they clap like the beat is the only thing breathing
I'm bleeding a meaning but they leaning on rhythm
I'm feeding a lesson but they missing the vision
I'm giving the past
I'm giving the map
I'm giving the nights I ain't slept just to craft
And they laugh or they cheer
But it's clear they don't hear
They judging the rhyme like the rhyme is the prize
Not the reason inside

I could say I'm gone
I could say I've grown
I could lay it plain
I could make it bold
They would wave their hands and call it slick or call it weak
But they never call it truth
Never give ears to the life that I put in the booth

I keep saying it's more than flow
More than rhyme
More than nights on a stage
With a crowd in their prime
But they hear just the sound
Not the ground that I walk
They're around for the vibe
Not the cost of the talk
So I drop and I drop and I watch what I drop disappear in the crowd
In the nods and the shrugs
I see the cheers
I see the laughs
But it's all the same when they don't care what I said
When they don't care what it cost

But I keep on cause the words still mine
I keep on cause the truth still sharp
I keep on cause the mic still holds
What I can't hold in when I start
So I keep rapping
Spilling more
Pushing harder
But in the back of my head I'm watching the words leave me
And I know they won't land

[Hook]
I could say I'm dying
They'd still cheer cause it rhymed
I could say I'm dying
They would laugh cause I brought a new vibe
They'd analyse
Critisize
They'd
Urgh, doesn't matter anyway

[Verse 2]
You don't hear what I'm saying
But I'm still gonna say it
Still gonna lay it
Still carve truth in the cadence
Still shape lessons in the lines like blades
I ain't waiting for the crowd to validate
I ain't begging for a nod
I ain't chasing the praise
I've been lacing the rage with the calm I've made
I've been tracing the page with the scars I save
And the art don't fade when the ears don't stay

It's a part of me, carved in me, heart in me
Whether they catch it or not, it's the mark in me
Cause I know what it means when the mic gets hot
When the beat don't stop
When the crowd drift off
I'm still locked in the verse
Still talking my thoughts
Still walking my plot
Through the noise and the loss
I don't rap for the cheers
Don't rap for the hate
Don't rap for the passers who call it fake
I rap cause the truth don't rest in me
I rap cause the push don't sit in me
I rap cause the sound is the only way that I set it free

So even if you miss it
Even if you twist it
Even if you clip it for the rhyme not the spirit
I'm still in it, I'm still living in the words I've given
Still gripping the mic like it's blood I'm spilling
Cause this isn't just craft
It's a life I'm building
It's the nights I've seen
It's the fight I've been in
So I keep rapping
Spilling more
Pushing harder
But in the back of my head I'm watching the words leave me
And I know they won't land

[Hook]
I could say I'm dying
They'd still cheer cause it rhymed
I could say I'm dying
They would laugh cause I brought a new vibe
They'd analyse
Critisize
They'd
Urgh, doesn't matter anyway