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shlomo dubin - ashes to echos كلمات أغنية

intro:
you wanted flames — i bring scorched syllables. watch the smoke read the obituary of your ego. this one’s for the loud mouths who never showed up

verse 1:
i’m a seismic sentence, sentence you to sentence_less stress
pen etches, venomous pences—pennies for your presence, less
catalyst for catastrophe, call it lyrical arson
your closet full of wеak lines — i’m the closet that’s carbon

complеx consonant contraptions, packed with craft and cadence
i lace the baseline with braille — you fumble through the blatant
i’m ten steps ahead, check my chessboard, checkmate habits
you counterfeit a legacy — i mint medals, make magnets
you tremble at my tempo, tempo_terror, tempo_terrorist
i bury your bravado under bars — you barter for a pharaoh’s misfit

every syllable’s a missile, multiheaded hydra spit
i split your pride like tectonic tides — tsunami when i rip
you clap back with empty claps, plastic applause, a hollow sound
i bring opera to the warzone — you bring karaoke to the battleground

chorus:
burned by my bars, you glow then you go — ashes to echoes
talk loud in the dark but your name’s just a freckle on me, so —
watch the smoke curl, watch the smoke roll, hear the echo, hear it holler
i’m the comet in your sky, you just a candle that i swatted, dollar_dollar
(repeat / harmonies stack on “ashes to echoes”)

verse 2:
i architect annihilation with adjectives and adjectives
you manufacture static; i manufacture narratives
check my syllable scaffolding — cathedral of the verb
you scribble on napkins, i script plaques carved into curb
i’m the audit on your value, tax your ego every quarter
you got likes but no lineage — i got dynasties and mortar

polyglot with the plot, my plot’s a glock of metaphors
clip loaded with couplets, every round’s a record score
i’m cold calculus, subtract your clout, divide your doubt
asymptote to your ascent — you’ll never catch my route
complex cadence, phrase lace — a maze that mazes mazes
i razor_cut your façade and leave you lost in open phases

velvet glove, iron gag, i sing while i sever
your rumor’s on the menu — i’m the critic, i’m forever
say my name in whispers, that’s the sound of capitulation
you’re a footnote in my saga — i’m a headline — coronation

pre_hook:
call me the editor of endings — i rewrite your chapter
every line i lace is law, every bar’s a master blaster

hook:
burned by my bars, you glow then you go — ashes to echoes
talk loud in the dark but your name’s just a freckle on me, so —
watch the smoke curl, watch the smoke roll, hear the echo, hear it holler
i’m the comet in your sky, you just a candle that i swatted, dollar_dollar

bridge:
hate rusts on the tongue of the ones who never tongue_tied truth
you bite brands, counterfeit friends, i bite back with proof
syllable surgeon, i stitch and switch, i flip the script like acrobatics
you static in the attic, i’m cinematic—full_frame, automatic
check the metric — i wreck the metric, metrics miss me, mimic mess
i’m a thesis in a sentence, you a meme they scroll past, nothingless

verse 3:
triplet tornado, tiptoe through your bravado, topple towers
i tower in the hour of your cowardice — sour power devours
i’m a ledger of your ledgerless lies, i balance books you burned
you begged for thunder — i delivered storms; your shelter never returned

alliteration ammunition, i’m artillery with artistry
you’re a flea on my pedigree — minimal to me, a farce, see?
i folded every fan_fare you fabricated, made it fabrications
i’m the verdict on your virtue, locked the cuffs on your reputations
crown artisan, i craft quarries of your quarrying, quiet the chorus
you were chorus line backup — i signed the solos, scored the auroras
now watch your aliases evaporate — smoke signals read my name
you chased a mirage of menace — i brought the map, i brought the flame

endnote: i don’t wish you harm, i wreck the façade you farm
your venom’s vintage — i bottle it, uncork and sound the alarm

outro:
i don’t wish pain — i dismantle the pretense till it’s plain
your echo’s just my aftertaste. burn? nah — you were already flame_less
walk away with ash on your collar, lessons in your pocket; i keep the ledger
this was practice — i’m the consequence. remember the measure

- shlomo dubin

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