Behind the Beat

Uh, cold open, I'm already in my thoughts;

City lights flicker while my old pain rides high;

I move slow like the night owes me time;

Heavy on my chest, but

I still let it rhyme;

Soft steps in the dark, no need to explain;

I've been learning how the weather come with the strain;

I don't rush, I let the moment breathe;

Every little scar got a story underneath;

If I fall behind,

I'm still in the race;

With a quiet kind of fire on my face,

I'm behind the beat;

But I never miss the feel;

Wild in the tone, but the pressure real;

Let the bass roll low, let the old ones heal;

I didn't even shout for it to sound like steel;

I'm behind the beat where the truth stays near;

Soft in the dark, but the vision clear;

When the world gets loud,

I keep mine sincere;

Moving through the night with a steady calm gear, uh, yeah;

Late night drive, windows down, city blur;

Every red light feels like a word

I prefer;

I've been cutting loose from the weight

I wore;

Leaving little pieces on the old front door;

Guitar lick slides like a memory pass;

Roads keep blowing;

I′m half a prayer and a half-lit grin;

Tryna let the peace from the inside win;

I don't rush, I let the moment breathe;

Every little scar got a story underneath;

If I fall behind,

I′m still in the race;

With a quiet kind of fire on my face;

I'm behind the beat, but

I never miss the feel;

Mild in the tone, but the pressure real;

Let the bass roll low, let the old ones hail;

I don't need a shot for it to sound like steel;

I'm behind the beat, but the truth stays near;

Soft in the dark, but the vision clear;

When the war gets light,

I keep mine sincere;

Moving through the night with a state it can't get better, yeah;

No crowd around me, just the room and the glow;

A little broken light and the heart moving slow;

If the ass comes back,

I let it cast through;

What was meant to break me only made me more true;

So I lean in close to the quiet

I found;

Let the knocking of the drums be the only sound;

I'm behind the beat, but

I never miss the feel;

Milder than the tone, but the pressure real;

Let the bass roll, yo, let the old wounds heal;

I don't need a shot for it to sound like steel;

I'm behind the beat;

Where truth stays near;

Soft in the dark but the vision clear;

Let the world kiss loud like Ivan sincere;

Moving through the night with a steady come dear;

I′m slow with it but

I'm still in motion;

Drift through the night like a deep blue ocean;

Behind the beat;

But I own the emotion;

Behind the beat;

But I own the emotion;

Slow with it but I′m still in motion;

Drift through the night like the deep blue ocean;

Behind the beat;

But I own the emotion;

Behind the beat;

but I own the emotion;