[Verse 1]
Vinyl crackle, midnight boulevard, step in time,
Glossed lips, camera flash — watch the story unwind.
You sell echoes in cheap lights, plastic promises fall,
Your paper crown soggy under neon rain on the wall.
We pivot, slide, freeze — choreography on cue,
Three counts, hit the pose, make the whole room move.
Tape delay on my laugh, 808 under my feet,
You whisper like a rumor, I’m the headline in the street.
[Pre-Chorus]
(Group call) All rise — Crown up, Crown up!
Slow clap — hearts stop, then erupt.
Vinyl hum, city pulse, we bite and we glow,
Midnight boulevard — watch the empire fold.
[Chorus]
Smoke clears — I remain
Crown melts — neon rain
Phonk beat — cold flame
Diss queen — know my name
(Crown up!)
[Verse 2]
You trade in reflections, I break mirrors with truth,
Lipstick wars, counterfeit fame — I expose the proof.
You sell rehearsed smiles while I own the stage sweat,
Your echoes fade to static; my chorus is the threat.
Slowed soul chop, dusty sample — heartbeat in the dark,
Crunchy 808 swing, every step leaves a mark.
We sync, lightning feet, fandom chant in the stands,
They throw light, we throw thunder — gasoline in our hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
(Group call) All rise — Crown up, Crown up!
Drop low, then jump high — show them what’s up.
Tape hiss, reverb shiver, the crowd takes the bait,
Midnight boulevard — we carve out our fate.
[Chorus]
Smoke clears — I remain
Crown melts — neon rain
Phonk beat — cold flame
Diss queen — know my name
(Crown up!)
[Bridge — half-time]
Quiet now — listen close, the cold truth sings,
You stitched your lies in gold thread, I unpick everything.
Soft steps in the dark — confession turned to coal,
I keep the fire low, then pull the strings and watch you fold.
(Ad-lib: ah — ah)
[Build]
Vinyl crack, tape delay — heartbeat speeds, then stops,
We gather breath, tighten lines, sharpen all the props.
Lightfall, blackout, then the skyline ignites,
We move as one — strobe and shadow, ignite the night.
[Final Chorus]
Smoke clears — I remain
Crown melts — neon rain
Phonk beat — cold flame
Diss queen — know my name
(Crown up! Crown up!)
[Outro]
Shadowed gloss, signature steps in the rain,
You wrote in echoes — I wrote in flame.
Unforgettable, fierce — the midnight record spins,
Neon crown on my head — the story ends where I begin.
[Tag / Chant - Repeatable]
Crown up! (2–3 syllable chant for ad-libs and fandom)
[Producer Notes - for arrangement]
- Instrumental vibe: Phonk backbone (dusty samples, slowed soul chop) with K-pop polish.
- Intro: vinyl crackle and a distant tape hiss, light keys, subtle 808 sub.
- Verses: sparse, punchy 808s, crunchy percussion, tape-delay vocal touches.
- Pre-Chorus: call-and-response group chants, build with reverb-drenched ad-libs.
- Chorus: tight, chantable hook — keep lines short and punchy; layered harmonies like a girlgroup stack.
- Bridge: half-time, minimal instrumentation (sparse piano or reversed sample), intimate dry vocal then swell.
- Final build: full-band energy, 3
