(8 bars max, shortened, glitchy, hypnotic)

(filtered vocals, vinyl texture, micro-stutters)

No mo’… no mo’…

No mo’ pressure pon mi dome

No mo’… no mo’…

Cut the cord, mi gone

*(vinyl baby-scratch on last “mo’”)

(low-pass filter opens suddenly at end)

(half-bar beat drop before verse)

(minimal beat: kick, rim, sub only)

(tight, confident delivery, no over-singing)

I got a fire, it’s burning inside

Clock on my hunger, no time to rewind

I need this money, I need it to breathe

Survival ain’t theory, it’s practice to me

If you beside me, you’ll get the demand

Anything blocking us wasn’t the plan

6:30 at midnight, boarding the flight

Running from comfort, chasing the light

Crossing the sand, crossing the sea

Trying to land where I’m meant to be

You can’t see it, I float like a breeze

Head in the clouds but my feet still bleed

(subtle glitch drop on last word every 4 bars)

(beat thins, tension builds, short pause at end)

I don’t talk loud, I move precise

Every step got a hidden price

Say too much? Nah, that ain’t wise

I let results speak, not advice

(half-beat silence before hook)

(dancehall-inflected delivery, doubled vocals)

(call-and-response ad-libs panned L/R)

No mo’ stress pon mi mind now

Mi nah wait, mi nah slow down

From the dark, mi a shine out

Silent moves when mi slide out

No mo’ talk, only flight plans

Big dreams in mi right hand

If you doubt, that’s your side now

Mi gone ghost when the lights out

(reverse reverb swell into first line)

(beat fuller: glitch hats + pulsing sub)

(cooler, more menacing tone)

I’m like a shadow, I move in the dark

You won’t detect me till sparks hit the mark

Pressure stay heavy, I wear it like silk

Lessons in scars, yeah I paid with the guilt

They see the glow but they miss the grind

Midnight thoughts in a restless mind

I don’t need cheers, I don’t need a team

I learned how to bet on myself and bleed

Passport stamped with ambition ink

Every move got a margin thin

If I vanish, don’t ask me why

That’s how legends survive the climb

(brief sub drop mid-verse)

(scratch stab on “vanish”)

(beat strips back to pads + vocal)

(intimate, restrained)

So believe me…

But don’t try join me

This road narrow

And it cost me

(reverb tail hangs, tension held)

(8 bars, heavy glitch, scratches, vocal chops)

(performance / remix friendly)

No mo’—no—no—

Midnight—flight—

Ghost—mode—

No mo’—

(backspin FX)

(optional full beat cut for 1 bar before drop)

(biggest energy, widest stereo image)

No mo’ stress pon mi mind now

Mi nah beg, mi nah bow down

From the dark, mi a rise now

Watch mi fade when mi fly out

No mo’ fear, only flight plans

Future tight in mi right hand

If you doubt, stay behind now

Mi gone ghost when the lights out

(beat fades, tape hiss, vinyl crackle)

(calm, resolved)

No mo’…

No mo’ explanations

Only destinations

(slow fade to silence)