Curtain Call V2

Curtain Call

You’re not ready for what’s coming.
Consider this your final bow.

You thought you was safe, thought you was untouchable,
But I’m the storm that’s been building, the uncrushable.
You fake it ‘til you make it, but you ain’t ever had soul,
I’m the truth in the flesh, and you the lie on parole.

Every move you make’s a puppet on a string,
I’m the hand that cuts ties—bring the reckoning.
You ain’t built for this, you just playin’ a part,
While I tear down your empire with the beat of my heart.

I know your story—it's all borrowed and staged,
I’m the final chapter while you trapped in a cage.
You claim to be king, but you ain't earned a crown,
I came to dethrone you and burn it all down.

This ain’t rap, it’s execution with a verse,
I’m the last thing you hear before you’re inside the hearse.
You ain’t no boss, you just a pawn with a mic,
I’ve been movin’ in silence, you’ve been caught in the hype.

I see through your act, your whole squad’s a gimmick,
You built your buzz on others’ pain—now that’s your limit.
I don’t need no co-signs to walk through your door,
I’m the reason your fans can’t find your name no more.

You sold your soul for likes and a chain,
I bring the storm while you try to maintain.
You thought you was fire, I’m the one with the heat,
Every bar that I drop, got you bowin’ in defeat.

Your whole life a script, but I’m here to rewrite,
I’m the blackened ink that puts your flame out tonight.
You don’t get to breathe, you don’t get a reply,
I leave you in silence while your career says goodbye.

You wanted a challenge, you wanted a war,
Now look at the damage, I’m knockin’ down doors.
I’m the last thing you’ll hear, the first thing you’ll dread,
Every rhyme I spit got you wishin' you were dead.

You tried to play king, but I’m the one with the crown,
Now your career’s just dust as I burn it down.
This is the end, there’s no more to be said,
You wanted Ether? Now you're lying in bed.

And with that,
You’re erased.
Your reign… over.