Late Bus Medal
v4
@Krisztina Kovács
Late Bus Medal
v4
@Krisztina Kovács
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[Verse 1]
I came up with a lunch tray plan
Cold fries, big dreams, and a busted blue van
Learned how to count while the rent got mean
Three knocks on the door, I was out that scene
I don’t fold when the room goes dead
I got a whole storm lined up in my head
Mud on my shoes, still clean on my name
Every bad week just fed my flame
I used to chase luck down a one-way block
Now I make time stop when I lean on the drop
You want talk? I got proof in the stride
Every scar on my skin got a ride or die
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up
Watch me now
I been patient too long
I’m the one they doubt
[Chorus]
I don’t back down
I don’t back down
Say it loud now
I don’t back down
Hands up high
When I come through town
Say my name
I don’t back down
[Verse 2]
Same old chair, same cracked floor
I made a throne out the things they ignored
Took every “nah” and turned it to fuel
Now the whole block knows I’m not your fool
Got my heart in a chest full of glass
Still I move like I’m built to outlast
No fake grin, no borrowed shine
I earn each inch with a bruised-up spine
Seen friends switch for a little more green
Seen truth get small in a cheap routine
But I kept mine tucked in a work-worn coat
Like a folded-up promise on a long road note
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up
Watch me now
I been patient too long
I’m the one they doubt
[Chorus]
I don’t back down
I don’t back down
Say it loud now
I don’t back down
Hands up high
When I come through town
Say my name
I don’t back down
[Bridge]
Been bent, not broke
Been low, not done
If the door stays shut
I kick through one
No crown, just grit
No luck, just work
Every step I take
Makes the old pain hurt
[Chorus]
I don’t back down
I don’t back down
Say it loud now
I don’t back down
Hands up high
When I come through town
Say my name
I don’t back down
I came up with a lunch tray plan
Cold fries, big dreams, and a busted blue van
Learned how to count while the rent got mean
Three knocks on the door, I was out that scene
I don’t fold when the room goes dead
I got a whole storm lined up in my head
Mud on my shoes, still clean on my name
Every bad week just fed my flame
I used to chase luck down a one-way block
Now I make time stop when I lean on the drop
You want talk? I got proof in the stride
Every scar on my skin got a ride or die
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up
Watch me now
I been patient too long
I’m the one they doubt
[Chorus]
I don’t back down
I don’t back down
Say it loud now
I don’t back down
Hands up high
When I come through town
Say my name
I don’t back down
[Verse 2]
Same old chair, same cracked floor
I made a throne out the things they ignored
Took every “nah” and turned it to fuel
Now the whole block knows I’m not your fool
Got my heart in a chest full of glass
Still I move like I’m built to outlast
No fake grin, no borrowed shine
I earn each inch with a bruised-up spine
Seen friends switch for a little more green
Seen truth get small in a cheap routine
But I kept mine tucked in a work-worn coat
Like a folded-up promise on a long road note
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up
Watch me now
I been patient too long
I’m the one they doubt
[Chorus]
I don’t back down
I don’t back down
Say it loud now
I don’t back down
Hands up high
When I come through town
Say my name
I don’t back down
[Bridge]
Been bent, not broke
Been low, not done
If the door stays shut
I kick through one
No crown, just grit
No luck, just work
Every step I take
Makes the old pain hurt
[Chorus]
I don’t back down
I don’t back down
Say it loud now
I don’t back down
Hands up high
When I come through town
Say my name
I don’t back down
음악 스타일
Rap with a hard boom-bap swing, crisp snare crack, rolling sub bass, and pocket-heavy drums; verse one rides sparse kicks and dusty chops, pre-chorus tightens with filtered strings and claps, chorus snaps open with stacked ad-libs and a chopped vocal chant. Verse two adds sharper hi-hat runs and callouts, bridge drops to bass and voice, final chorus returns wider with crowd-style doubles. Close-mic lead, gritty and direct, bright punchy mix with vinyl crackle and reverse-hit transitions., rap
