Ricochet
· 3:17 · 25 plays · v2.2
- 2020s
- industrial hip hop
- electropop
- rap
- dark pop
- cyberpunk
- experimental hip hop
- synthwave
About
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Lyrics
Intro
Laser neon streak my vision
City racing, pulses risen
Under signals, no permission
Steel hearts break with cold precision
Verse 1
Chrome veins, run under the skin, adrenaline spikes and I barely begin
Night rush, warp in a moment, my shadow leaves fragments in every component
Pixel flash faces, hunger in the code, aiming for glory they silently reload
I’m past the limit—no going back, footprints in static and leave them cracked
Chorus
I ricochet, never slowing down
Ghost on the run through the shattered town
I ricochet, all the lines are glitching
Blink of an eye, now I’m gone from your vision
Post-Chorus
Oh oh
Ricochet, ricochet
Oh oh
Ricochet, ricochet
Verse 2
Tune out the noise, nanobots crawl, circuits in my blood I’m above it all
Heartbeat triggers, city on fire, under the synth moon, higher and higher
Mask off, fracture the grid, data rain falls and it won’t let me quit
Invisible, quick, out the window I flit, world in the rearview pixel-lit
Pre-Chorus
Running through cables, slicing the maze
Adrenaline surges with nobody safe
Electric survival, no looking behind
Always in motion, distorting the time
Chorus
I ricochet, never slowing down
Ghost on the run through the shattered town
I ricochet, all the lines are glitching
Blink of an eye, now I’m gone from your vision
Post-Chorus
Oh oh
Ricochet, ricochet
Oh oh
Ricochet, ricochet
Rap
Yo, from the concrete jungle where the kings get crowned
Hip hop lives, motherfucker, it ain't goin' down
I built empires off beats that bang like my Glock
Roc-A-Fella days, now I'm sippin' on top-shelf scotch
Pussy politicians try to bury the sound
But we rise like the sun over Marcy's ground
Wordplay sharper than a razor on a barber's fade
Spittin' truths 'bout the game, leavin' lames in the shade
From Biggie to Pac, ghosts in the booth with me
Hip hop lives eternal, can't kill what you can't see
I flipped a milli from a quarter-key dream
Now boardrooms bow, while the streets still scream.
Rap
Hov in the throne, scepter made of platinum plaques
Haters talk shit, but their mouths full of snacks
I turned pain into paper, scars into stacks
Hip hop's my religion, no turnin' back
Bitches wanna ride, but the wave too deep
Drown in the bars, sleep on the weak
From 'Reasonable Doubt' to the board with the suits
I politic with presidents, while you chasin' boots
The game's a bitch, but I pimp her with ease
Global takeover, from the East to overseas
Shout to the OGs, the kids with the fire
Hip hop lives, fuelin' the empire
Rap
Legacy etched in diamonds, unbreakable code
While you fold under pressure, I carry the load
Fuck the cancel culture, we built this from dirt
Sweat and the struggle, every bar full of hurt
I seen the devil in deals, shook his hand with a grin
Now the throne's mine, let the feast begin
Hip hop lives through the bullshit and beef
From the cyphers in parks to the Grammys we chief
Pour out for the fallen, but we rise like the dough
Uncut, uncensored, let the real ones know
Blueprint eternal, the god MC
Hip hop lives forever—bow down to me
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