Lyrics

“The Cycle” (Rap Verse)

(Intro)
Yo, it starts with a vision, pure like a prism,
An Artist in the dark, cookin’ up a new rhythm.
A spark in the night, no fame, no hype,
Just passion in the pen when they scribble and write.

(Verse 1 - The Artist)
The Artist don’t care ‘bout the money or the fame,
They just paint the truth, put respect on the name.
They break all the rules, redefine the game,
But the world ain’t ready, they stay in the frame.

(Chorus)
It’s the Artist, then the Mover, then the Sociopath,
Then the Tourist comes last, now the culture don’t last.
When the real ones fade and the fake ones clash,
It’s a cycle, let’s rewind it back.

(Verse 2 - The First Mover)
Now the First Mover steps in, sharp like a blade,
Sees the Artist’s work, turns it into a wave.
They push it to the top, make the people engage,
It’s still kinda real, but it’s startin’ to change.

(Chorus)
It’s the Artist, then the Mover, then the Sociopath,
Then the Tourist comes last, now the culture don’t last.
When the real ones fade and the fake ones clash,
It’s a cycle, let’s rewind it back.

(Verse 3 - The Sociopath)
Now the wolves in the room, smellin’ money in the air,
Sociopaths move quick, man, they never play fair.
They buy up the vibe, put a brand on the sound,
Water it down ‘til the soul ain’t around.

(Verse 4 - The Tourist)
Then the Tourists roll up, just chasin’ a trend,
Don’t know where it started, don’t care where it ends.
They rock the look, but they ain’t in tune,
When the next wave drops, they just switch up soon.

(Outro - The Rebirth)
But the real ones rise when the old fades out,
A new Artist born, take a whole new route.
They start from the bottom where the passion is pure,
And the cycle repeats—man, the future’s secure.

(Chorus - Repeat & Fade Out)
It’s the Artist, then the Mover, then the Sociopath,
Then the Tourist comes last, now the culture don’t last.
But when the dust clears and the fake all crash,
A new voice rises, bring the real ones back.