"Face The Music" | Rap Song

Описание: Lyrics:
Yeah…
Lights up — truth don’t whisper, it booms.
You can run from the mirror…
but you can’t outrun the room.

I been walking through a storm with a metronome heart,
Every tick like a judge sayin’ ready, let’s start.
No rehearsal in life, just a stage and a spark,
Every lie leave a stain like a blade in the dark.

They said time heals wounds — time invoices too,
Every second that you borrowed got a balance due.
I see fear in your posture, it’s a shadow suit,
Tryna dance ‘round truth but the floor see through.

I don’t bargain with ghosts, I evict ‘em instead,
Turn regret into rhythm, resurrection of dread.
You can crown yourself king but the throne still asks
If you built it on honor or a pile of masks.

I don’t chase validation, I let silence approve —
When you face the music, even statues can move.

Face the music — no escape when it plays,
Every note got a memory trapped in its haze.
When the curtain goes up and the spotlight choose you,
Will you stand in the truth or let the lie confuse you?

Face the music — let the truth cut clean,
Every verse like a mirror, every hook like a dream.
You can run, you can hide, you can gamble, you can lose it —
But sooner or later, you gon’ face the music.

I been carving out destiny sharp as a quill,
Write my name in the thunder, sign it straight with my will.
They were sleepin’ on me — I was building the dawn,
Now my shadow got followers marching along.

Every doubt tried to chain me — I melted the links,
Turned the pressure to diamonds with a furnace that thinks.
They want comfort and crowns, I want fire and proof,
Built a palace of echoes just to live in the truth.

If karma a DJ, I’m requestin’ my track —
Let it spin every debt that they owe me back.

I been sharpening bars like a blade on bone,
Every line got a pulse, every beat got a throne.
They applaud when you fall if it fits their script,
So I rewrite fate with a permanent grip.

I don’t beef with the past — I outlive the excuse,
Let the future take notes while the present produce.

Face the music — no escape when it plays,
Every note got a memory trapped in its haze.
When the curtain goes up and the spotlight choose you,
Will you stand in the truth or let the lie confuse you?

Face the music — let the truth cut clean,
Every verse like a mirror, every hook like a dream.
You can run, you can hide, you can gamble, you can lose it —
But sooner or later, you gon’ face the music.

Violins in the distance, sound like debts unpaid,
Every step to the future got a choice to be made.
You can bury your name in a comfortable lie,
Or let the truth hit a note that can never die.

My reflection don’t blink — it salutes my design,
I turned pressure to poetry, pain into prime.

Now the room go silent when the bassline breathe,
Every rival freeze when the real step in.
I don’t need applause — I conduct my fate,
Every move orchestrated like a checkmate state.

I been writing my legend in permanent ink,
Every bar like a bridge that they scared to cross.
When the beat drop heavy and the lies fall flat,
You can’t autotune truth — it’s raw like that.

When the record of life spin back for the proof,
You don’t face the music — the music face you.

Face the music — let it thunder and rise,
Every chord got a fire you can’t disguise.
When the lights go down and the world turn lucid,
Only the brave stand tall and use it.

Face the music — no escape, no mute,
Every soul got a rhythm, every lie get refuted.
You can run, you can hide, but the truth gon’ prove it —
Sooner or later…
you gon’ face the music.