I been runnin’ like I’m late to my fate, no delay,

Every bar hit heavy like I’m benchin’ my weight, okay,

City in my veins, got the pulse of the street,

Words sprint off tongue, can’t catch my beat.

I been on the grind, no rewind, no rest,

Every setback just a cardio test,

Mind sharp like a blade in the dark, I spark,

Every line I bark leaves a mark, no jest.

No brakes, I accelerate,

Too fast, can’t simulate,

Heart rate jumpin’, mind vibrate,

I don’t chase dreams — I detonate.

Talk quick, think slick, that’s the code I write,

Flow tight like a rope when it’s pulled in fight,

No sleep, just beats, and the screen so bright,

Turn words to wings when I take that flight.

Every loss just gas in the tank I fill,

Every scar just proof of the climb uphill,

They say “slow down,” but I can’t sit still,

Whole world spin fast — I just match that will.

Hands on the wheel, can’t crash my lane,

Runnin’ through the noise, outrun my pain,

Speed ain’t sin when you built for strain,

Fast life, full heart, no shame, no chain.

Clock tickin’, but I tick quicker,

Pulse jump high, got the fever slicker,

Every line hit like a time-lapse flicker,

Fast rap soul — I just spit it slicker.