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BIBTYA'S Behind the Scenes feat.

Produced by: Zanane Rajsingh Productions Production House: Svatantr Studios Artwork by: Yamohza Music Produced by: Pallav Baruah Lyrics: Lights flash, I’m runnin’ the game, no stuntin’, cap snap Heart racin’, chasin’ flames, feel the burn in the backtrack Drip drop like ice on the wrist, map my own attacks Grindin’ quiet, shine loud, never catch me slack Wake up, it’s go time, no pause, all in, no clout Breakin’ chains, makin’ gains, they whisper, I’m about Jumpin’ high, sky mine, watch me soar, knock ‘em out No leash, no limits, talk big, I’m the talk they shout Behind the scene, I’m makin’ it burn Every step’s a lesson, I got it on learn Behind the scene, real ones hit the fight Sweat in the dark, we gon’ glow in the light Lights low, mind sharp, grindin’ through pain Every scar a flex, every loss a gain In the shadows, movin’ silent, takin’ flight King of the streets, unseen, outta sight Step in the jungle, tail swing, I’m the beast, feast Haters talk loud, but I ghost, vanish like yeast Mace on my back, break backs, my style’s increased Money stack high, respect stack higher, never ceased Eyes on the prize, blink slow, play fast, leap deep Play dirty, get played, snake bites, secrets keep Legends rise, never die, shadows in the street King of the block, silent shock, climbin’ every peak Behind the scene, I’m makin’ it burn Every step’s a lesson, I got it on learn Behind the scene, real ones hit the fight Sweat in the dark, we gon’ glow in the light Lights low, mind sharp, grindin’ through pain Every scar a flex, every loss a gain In the shadows, movin’ silent, takin’ flight King of the streets, unseen, outta sight Bars hit heavy, I’m the weight on the scale Flow snake venom, leave ‘em pale, tails frail Tailspin through the haters, can’t derail my tale Stackin’ chips and scriptures, money and morals never fail Lights in the night, yeah I flex with finesse Every loss a lesson, every win a chess Eyes wide, see moves, the blind never guess And a mean king, monkey swing, leave ‘em in stress.