Paralysis (para LIE Sis)
Drill, deep bass, hip hop, rapid vocals, clear male vocals, energetic, epic, funk, 808s, fast rap, Rapid-fire, trapShShellyG3
[PARA LIE (SIS) Track 6 – from the “FEARS” Album Theme: fear of deception / sleep paralysis demon, dated a nun] --- [INTRO – whispered, sarcastic, nun bells faint in distance] Paraphrase… you a para-LIE, sis. Energy… I ain’t got nun! --- [VERSE 1 – haunted, insomniac tension] I was wide awake when I met you, still can’t sleep You said “just breathe”—but you stole it, thief Was it real or a fever dream kiss? All I know is I can't move... and you did this Met you in the dark—should’ve known better You said you were a virgin, then whispered “Mary” like a love letter Said I’d be saved if I let you stay Now my sanity’s gone—you’re a PARA-LYING SIS --- [HOOK – clean, punchy, paranoid rhythm] I need a paralegal, This is illegal. You keep lying like a religion— Don’t sleep with this sister (sis)… Now I got sleep paralysis. --- [VERSE 2 – heresy, havoc, and nun puns] You say you’re religious—how convenient Sang lullabies from a borrowed convent Should’ve been a lawyer—never met someone so lawless Lied like a religion—but holy, you’re godless Thought I came for deliverance... but you delivered nun Now I’m breathless, paralyzed—guess I slept with the wrong one --- [HOOK – repeat, glitchier second time] I need a paralegal, This is illegal. You keep lying like a religion— Don’t sleep with this sister (sis)… Now I got sleep paralysis. --- [BRIDGE – spiraling, spoken-word descent / layered whisper FX: “para…” building in background] You called it love? More like paraphilia. (Para…) I tried to run, but I’m stuck in paralysis. (Para…) Your truth don’t hold—it’s just a paraphrase. (Para…) Preach your gospel—just a pretty paragraph. (Para…) Fed on my fears, now thrivin’ like a parasite… (Pardon?) Insomnia got me paranoid. I’m deprived, disillusioned, thanks to this PARA LIE SIS. [FX: chant overlapping — Para… para… para… like it’s closing in] --- [OUTRO – whispered, cursed lullaby tone with faint church bells] She whispered in my ear like she’s Jezebel. Every time I shut my eyes, she rings the bell. Prayer time is here, but this sis don’t pray. Lies weigh me down—can’t move, I’m paralyzed. She’s just a PARA-LYING SIS.