Midnight neon, smoke in the glass, Watching the shadows of the business pass. One hand on the contract, one on the soul, I took the broken pieces, made ‘em whole. The corridor is narrow, the lights are blue, Living two lives, but both of them are true. [Instrumental Break: Heavy 808 Trap beat drops. NO VOCALS] [Chorus: Fast-paced American Rap flow, high energy] It’s the final cut, the story is told, Turning the pressure into bars of gold! Don’t trade your essence for a temporary crown, Build a foundation that they can’t tear down! [Verse 2: Rap Style, Trap Beat, fast-paced American flow] They said I had to choose, but I took it all, The boardroom silent when I make the call. Then I hit the studio, leave the suit behind, Spitting out the chaos that was in my mind. Leave a mark, not just a name on a page, Be the fire, even when you leave the stage. [Chorus: Fast-paced American Rap flow, high energy] It’s the final cut, the story is told, Turning the pressure into bars of gold! Don’t trade your essence for a temporary crown, Build a foundation that they can’t tear down! [Outro: Beat slows down, fading into a single echoing synth.more