
RESPECT..
At 140 BPM, fastcore-inspired drums and overdriven 808s anchor relentless energy. Upfront heavy kicks, syncopated rumble bass, animated synth leads, and playful cartoon FX intertwine with chopped vocals and ambient pads. Sudden vocal genre shifts—country, jazz, metal—add sharp contrast, all tied by crisp, deliberate production.

RESPECT..
At 140 BPM, fastcore-inspired drums and overdriven 808s anchor relentless energy. Upfront heavy kicks, syncopated rumble bass, animated synth leads, and playful cartoon FX intertwine with chopped vocals and ambient pads. Sudden vocal genre shifts—country, jazz, metal—add sharp contrast, all tied by crisp, deliberate production.
Lyrics
Yo-yo-yo-yo
Let’s goremix! remix, remix, remix
Respect to the legends
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain’t here to steal, I’m here to salute
Every bar that you built, every line absolute
Every chorus that you wrote, man it still cut deep
Now I lace it with my flavor, keep the legacy sweet
It’s a torch that we carry, never dim, never fake
Take the rhythm that you made, put a spin, watch it shake
Not about the fame, not about my name
It’s about sayin’ thank you when I step in the game
You gave time, gave blood, every word, every note
That emotion that you bled is the reason I Dont go
I ain’t changin’ your song, I’m just addin’ a view
Shinin’ light on the artist that inspired me too
This the remix, the honor, the love
Hands to the sky, raise your soul up above
From the booth to the stage, every beat, every rhyme
Thank you for the music, for the gift of your time
Doesn’t matter the genre, we all feel the spark
From the country to the trap, from the pop to the rock
This the remix, the tribute, the sound of respect
Every legend that we honor, man, we’ll never forget
Fast rap, clap back, when I’m runnin’ the track
Gotta give it to the master, never cuttin’ the slack
Every syllable you built, every melody raw
Got me swingin’ with the rhythm like I’m breakin’ the law
ba-da-bee-ba-doo jazz notes in the cut
While the 808’s rumble and the kick drums strut
A lil’ country twang, “yeehaw!” then back
Flip it metal with a scream on the final attack
I ain’t here for the streams, I ain’t here for the cash
I’m here to spread love through the speakers that blast
Got my pen on fire, got my soul on deck
Every remix is a ribbon ‘round the mic, show respect
We don’t steal it Nah, we praise it
We don’t fake it! Nah, we raise it
Every lyric! Is a prayer, is a gift
Every remix Is a hand that lifts
Salute to the writers, the poets, the bands
The producers in the dark with the beats in their hands
Every hour that you spent, every tear that you shed
When I remix that track, your spirit ain’t dead
Gimme country with the banjo, let it ride
Gimme metal with the guitars, let it slide
Gimme jazz with the horns when they jump in the groove
Now hip-hop take the crown when the crowd start to move
I’ma take that line, make it run, expand
But I’ll never let it fall outta your command
Cause you bled for the song, you broke chains, made art
And I only wanna echo what you sparked in my heart
This the remix, the honor, the love
Hands to the sky, raise your soul up above
From the booth to the stage, every beat, every rhyme
Thank you for the music, for the gift of your time
Doesn’t matter the genre, we all feel the spark
From the country to the trap, from the pop to the rock
This the remix, the tribute, the sound of respect
Every legend that we honor, man, we’ll never forget
Respect the craft
Respect the art
Every remix is a heartbeat restart
Thank you Thank you Thank you
Yeahhhhhh
