Lyrics:
[Hook]
I don’t land when I speak (uh)
I levitate off the beat (yeah)
Mind race, think-speed (skrrt)
Street soul, star reach (go)
I don’t land when I speak (hold)
Bars cut, teeth deep (bite)
From the curb to the stars (zoom)
I don’t walk, I leap (gone)
[Verse 1]
I been stitching the breath with the syllable pressure, my sentences sprint when I enter the measure (breathe)
I don’t flex with the volume, I flex with the texture, the cadence bend metal, the tempo get severed
I was raised where the static and sirens collide, now my thoughts move in orbits that never go idle
I talk to the future in present tense lines, get answers from echoes I buried in titles
I don’t follow the map, I redraft it, adapt it, collapse it and build it from fragments and doubt
Every loss was a rep, every scar was a set, now my chest don’t compress when the pressure come out
I don’t chase what is loud, I create what is felt, make the silence work harder than noise ever could
If my voice crack a little, it’s proof I was there when it mattered, I stood where I stood (real)
I been broke, I been brilliant, militant, tender, I learned how to hold all the weight without foldin’
Now I run double-time like the clock owe me breath, I don’t rush it, I own it, I control it
If the system don’t bend, I contort it, distort it, then slip through the cracks with the facts in my grip
I don’t rap to escape, I rap to engrave what I lived in the bones of the kick (boom)
[Hook]
I don’t land when I speak (uh)
I levitate off the beat (yeah)
Mind race, think-speed (skrrt)
Street soul, star reach (go)
I don’t land when I speak (hold)
Bars cut, teeth deep (bite)
From the curb to the stars (zoom)
I don’t walk, I leap (gone)
[lyrics was taken from http://www.lyrics.my/artists/aileen/lyrics/mind-race]
[Bridge]
Breathe in
Breathe out
Hold still
Run it back
[Verse 2]
I been threading the needle with words that vibrate in layers, the pocket get tighter each bar (focus)
I don’t hide from the doubt, I invite it to talk, then I outrun the fear with the art (move)
Every breath is a weapon, I measure it careful, release it precise when I strike (clean)
I don’t shout to be heard, I articulate truth till it echo in permanent light (glow)
I been silent on purpose, let patience sharpen the blade while the crowd made a sound (wait)
Now I cut through the mix with intention and calm, make the chaos slow down when I’m around (steady)
I don’t flex for the frame, I flex for the kid with the pen in the back of the room (real)
Tryna rap through the pain, now the pain rap back when I open my mouth and it bloom (bloom)
If my tempo accelerate, it’s cause my thoughts learned to run without trippin’ on doubt (go)
I don’t stumble on fear, I convert it to fuel, let it burn till the truth come out (fire)
From the street to the stars, same code in my chest, just a wider perspective in play (facts)
I don’t land when I speak, I leave gravity bent where the syllables stay (gone)
[Hook]
I don’t land when I speak (uh)
I levitate off the beat (yeah)
Mind race, think-speed (skrrt)
Street soul, star reach (go)
I don’t land when I speak (hold)
Bars cut, teeth deep (bite)
From the curb to the stars (zoom)
I don’t walk, I leap (gone)
[Bridge]
Breathe in
Breathe out
Hold still
Run it back
I don’t land when I speak (uh)
I levitate off the beat (yeah)
Mind race, think-speed (skrrt)
Street soul, star reach (go)
I don’t land when I speak (hold)
Bars cut, teeth deep (bite)
From the curb to the stars (zoom)
I don’t walk, I leap (gone)
[Verse 1]
I been stitching the breath with the syllable pressure, my sentences sprint when I enter the measure (breathe)
I don’t flex with the volume, I flex with the texture, the cadence bend metal, the tempo get severed
I was raised where the static and sirens collide, now my thoughts move in orbits that never go idle
I talk to the future in present tense lines, get answers from echoes I buried in titles
I don’t follow the map, I redraft it, adapt it, collapse it and build it from fragments and doubt
Every loss was a rep, every scar was a set, now my chest don’t compress when the pressure come out
I don’t chase what is loud, I create what is felt, make the silence work harder than noise ever could
If my voice crack a little, it’s proof I was there when it mattered, I stood where I stood (real)
I been broke, I been brilliant, militant, tender, I learned how to hold all the weight without foldin’
Now I run double-time like the clock owe me breath, I don’t rush it, I own it, I control it
If the system don’t bend, I contort it, distort it, then slip through the cracks with the facts in my grip
I don’t rap to escape, I rap to engrave what I lived in the bones of the kick (boom)
[Hook]
I don’t land when I speak (uh)
I levitate off the beat (yeah)
Mind race, think-speed (skrrt)
Street soul, star reach (go)
I don’t land when I speak (hold)
Bars cut, teeth deep (bite)
From the curb to the stars (zoom)
I don’t walk, I leap (gone)
[lyrics was taken from http://www.lyrics.my/artists/aileen/lyrics/mind-race]
[Bridge]
Breathe in
Breathe out
Hold still
Run it back
[Verse 2]
I been threading the needle with words that vibrate in layers, the pocket get tighter each bar (focus)
I don’t hide from the doubt, I invite it to talk, then I outrun the fear with the art (move)
Every breath is a weapon, I measure it careful, release it precise when I strike (clean)
I don’t shout to be heard, I articulate truth till it echo in permanent light (glow)
I been silent on purpose, let patience sharpen the blade while the crowd made a sound (wait)
Now I cut through the mix with intention and calm, make the chaos slow down when I’m around (steady)
I don’t flex for the frame, I flex for the kid with the pen in the back of the room (real)
Tryna rap through the pain, now the pain rap back when I open my mouth and it bloom (bloom)
If my tempo accelerate, it’s cause my thoughts learned to run without trippin’ on doubt (go)
I don’t stumble on fear, I convert it to fuel, let it burn till the truth come out (fire)
From the street to the stars, same code in my chest, just a wider perspective in play (facts)
I don’t land when I speak, I leave gravity bent where the syllables stay (gone)
[Hook]
I don’t land when I speak (uh)
I levitate off the beat (yeah)
Mind race, think-speed (skrrt)
Street soul, star reach (go)
I don’t land when I speak (hold)
Bars cut, teeth deep (bite)
From the curb to the stars (zoom)
I don’t walk, I leap (gone)
[Bridge]
Breathe in
Breathe out
Hold still
Run it back