# "Voice" (WorldPatternz) ## Intro Mmm hmm, yeah... They say I'm losing it, but I know better WorldPatternz in the building Let me tell you something... ## Verse 1 Mirror, mirror on the wall Tell me who's the craziest fuck of them all I see patterns in the noise, hear music in the static My mind moves automatic, some call it problematic But there's a difference between crazy and insane One's creative, one's destructive, let me explain I paint with broken melodies, sculpt with shattered beats While they sleep, I find the rhythm in these empty streets Yeah, I talk to myself sometimes But at least I'm good company They can't understand the method to my artistry ## Hook I know I'm crazy (I know, I know) But I ain't insane (no no no) Music flows through my veins (through my veins) Like holy water washing pain They stuck with this world (this cold ass world) But I got the world in my hands (in my hands) Where every sound's a blessing, not a curse That's my mothafucken verse ## Verse 2 Late nights when the world goes quiet My mind starts a beautiful damn riot Melodies dancing on the ceiling This is how I do my healing They medicate what I celebrate Try to fix what ain't broken, hell that's their mistake My madness is my magic, my chaos is my crown When I'm six feet underground, my shit's still around Studio sessions at 3 AM Recording dreams they'll never comprehend This is bigger than just me, this is how it has to fucking be ## Bridge Some days I question everything Wonder if I'm imagining But then the music speaks to me Says "baby, this is who you're meant to be" [Building intensity, drums kick in] So here's a big middle finger up To those who think they'll break me Y'all don't know what the fuck I'm made of This soul can't be shaken, baby Try to dim my light, try to steal my sound Try to tell me that I'm lost when I know I'm found Big middle finger to the doubt and the bullshit hate I was born to create, and that's my motherfucking fate! ## Hook I know I'm crazy (oh, I know it) But I ain't insane (never that) Music flows through my veins (like a river) Like holy water washing pain (washing it away) They stuck with this world (poor souls) But I got the world in my hands (so beautiful) Where every sound's a blessing, not a curse That's my mothafucken verse (that's my story) ## Outro One way or another, the music's gonna come Through the speakers, through the walls Through the silence, through it all WorldPatternz forever, y'all can't stop the call Big middle finger up, up, up To anyone who tried to break me down I'm still here, still creating Still wearing my crazy like a crown They stuck with the world But the world ain't stuck with me I'm flying free, can't you see? This is my legacy...

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