[Intro]
(Live band: live drums kick — tight pocket; electric bass grooves; palm-muted rhythm guitar; lead guitar bright; brass section: trumpet, sax, trombone; strings faint swell on bar 4)
Imma be ya, Imma be ya, Imma be ya
(Brass three-note ascending tag on each repeat — punch)
[Verse 1]
Spotlights cut the dark, sequins catch the flame
Velvet steps, red carpet — every eye knows my name
Can't shake this pulse, can't fake this feel
Think about it, hold the breath until the lights reveal
(Palm-muted guitar under vocal; bass walking)
[Pre-Chorus]
Sirens in my chest, the city beats in time
Walking through the rain, I turn the pain to shine
Thoughts like a gun, but I reload with gold
Strings swell last bar — the story starts to unfold
(Build: snare cresc. into chorus; strings swell on final bar)
[Chorus]
4, 5, 6 and 7, 8 — drum fill on the count, then hit
Downbeat — full band strike; brass stabs on 2 & 4, guitars split
Shh, I'm your wish, the show begins, take your seat
Imma be ya, Imma be ya, Imma be ya — Lights up, I own the beat
(Brass 3-note ascending tag closes chorus; full-band hit on each chorus downbeat)
[Verse 2]
Glitter on my collar, perfume of the crowd
I move like thunder, low and proud
Hallways whisper rumors I rewrite in gold
I choose my color, paint my story bold
(palm-muted in verses; rhythm guitar accents on 2 & 4)
[Pre-Chorus]
The siren in my throat demands a louder song
A hundred heartbeats push me, I won't stay wrong
Blooming in the storm, I dance through every scar
Strings lift the last measure — lights flare like stars
(snare roll into chorus; brass harmonies widen)
[Chorus]
4, 5, 6 and 7, 8 — drum fill on the count, then hit
Downbeat — full band strike; brass stabs on 2 & 4, guitars split
Shh, I'm your wish, the show begins, take your seat
Imma be ya, Imma be ya, Imma be ya — Lights up, I own the beat
(Brass 3-note ascending tag closes chorus; full-band hit on each chorus downbeat)
[Bridge]
I know what you need — raise your head, see the flame
Look deep in these eyes, call my name, stake your claim
Say "love me," feel the thunder — I'm the real, I'm real
Unending pull — this rush we both can feel
(Arrangement: brass pads under vocal; strings sustain; lead guitar counter-melody)
[Breakdown / Solo]
(Band drops to pocket: drums and bass lock; short trumpet solo, then lead guitar answer — 8 bars each)
(Brass stabs tightened; strings play a cello ostinato under solo; drum ghost notes drive)
Imma be ya — (call)
Imma be ya — (response)
[Final Chorus]
(Full band: bigger; brass harmonies, doubled strings, gang vocals on response)
4, 5, 6 and 7, 8 — one big drum fill, then explode
Downbeat — hit! Brass on 2 & 4, guitars soar, strings huge
Shh, I'm your wish, the stage is mine — feel the heat
Imma be ya, Imma be ya, Imma be ya — Take the crown, take the night
(Brass three-note ascending tag; final repeat lands on powerhouse chord)
[Outro]
(Brass and strings crescendo; drums drive; lead guitar final lick over brass tag)
Imma be ya, Imma be ya, Imma be ya
(End
