Don’t count me out yet
This 90s West Coast Hip Hop fusion explodes with deep G-Funk bass lines and gritty boom bap drums, Phonk cowbells accent the swing, as distorted 808s collide with glitch hop noise, cartoon FX, and sirens, Hype ad-libs, chopped vocals, and retro talkbox leads drive playful hooks, peppered by whistle synths, Lo-fi textures and experimental, jazz-tinged breaks shape an offbeat, genre-melding, hyper pop club banger full of irony and kinetic theatricality
Don’t count me out yet
This 90s West Coast Hip Hop fusion explodes with deep G-Funk bass lines and gritty boom bap drums, Phonk cowbells accent the swing, as distorted 808s collide with glitch hop noise, cartoon FX, and sirens, Hype ad-libs, chopped vocals, and retro talkbox leads drive playful hooks, peppered by whistle synths, Lo-fi textures and experimental, jazz-tinged breaks shape an offbeat, genre-melding, hyper pop club banger full of irony and kinetic theatricality
Lyrics
Don’t count me out yet
seriously
I only just started
still figuring out
how to use these wings
[verse 1]
Don’t count me out yet
I’m still at the beginning
people think they saw the whole thing
whole Cha, but they didn’t
I’m just starting
to open these wings
slow carefull steps
no rush to it
Talent isn’t something
you throw around
it needs care
it needs rest
real rest
not quitting
just stepping back
letting the mind reset
[hook]
Don’t count me out yet
I’m still opening my wings
Don’t count me out yet
I still need to settle some things
[verse 2]
Rest teaches things
people ignore the important part
they only talk about pushing
but rest has its own art
Wisdom takes work
you sharpen it slow
watching yourself
learning as you go
fixing small mistakes
again
then again
until you step into that zone
and hold it within
[bridge]
That place can’t be forced
you can’t rush it
it comes
when mind settles
when noise stops
and suddenly
you’re there
and only you can hold it
or lose it
[hook]
Don’t count me out yet
I’m still opening my wings
Don’t count me out yet
I still need to settle some things
[outro]
Still learning
still adjusting
still fighting
Watch me
turning crappy lyrics
Into a banger
don’t count me out yet
not yet
not yet