Observe Me
演唱：JSOGlass between me and the world
They stare while my lines unfurl
They think they see the frame I keep
But they forget — I never sleep
I don’t react — I record
Every move a mental chord
You flex loud — I sketch in ink
They cheer, I note how fast you sink
Gallery walk, my mind detached
Every trend a scene mismatched
I rhyme like lens on wide-angle
No heat, just focus — pure and single
Observe me — but know this much
I’m not here for fame or touch
I catalog, I document
I turn the noise to firm intent
Observe me — I won't perform
I’m not here to match your form
I design from silent view
And build the mirror back at you
Observe me — I move exact
In every bar, a quiet impact
I don’t compete — I abstract
And let my truth speak through the crack
Every word a clinical cut
I don't explain — I let it shut
You want to feel? I make you look
This ain’t a verse, it’s a sketchbook
No entourage, just studio air
No filters, just the artist stare
While they dance, I freeze the frame
Name me cold — but I aim the flame
Think you know what you just saw?
That was me bending every flaw
Not charisma — it’s command
This is art they misunderstand
Observe me — I won't perform
I’m not here to match your form
I design from silent view
And build the mirror back at you
Observe me — I move exact
In every bar, a quiet impact
I don’t compete — I abstract
And let my truth speak through the crack
So if I’m distant, that’s the play
I’m sculpting sound in my own way
Not absent — just refined
Observe me once, then press rewind
They stare while my lines unfurl
They think they see the frame I keep
But they forget — I never sleep
I don’t react — I record
Every move a mental chord
You flex loud — I sketch in ink
They cheer, I note how fast you sink
Gallery walk, my mind detached
Every trend a scene mismatched
I rhyme like lens on wide-angle
No heat, just focus — pure and single
Observe me — but know this much
I’m not here for fame or touch
I catalog, I document
I turn the noise to firm intent
Observe me — I won't perform
I’m not here to match your form
I design from silent view
And build the mirror back at you
Observe me — I move exact
In every bar, a quiet impact
I don’t compete — I abstract
And let my truth speak through the crack
Every word a clinical cut
I don't explain — I let it shut
You want to feel? I make you look
This ain’t a verse, it’s a sketchbook
No entourage, just studio air
No filters, just the artist stare
While they dance, I freeze the frame
Name me cold — but I aim the flame
Think you know what you just saw?
That was me bending every flaw
Not charisma — it’s command
This is art they misunderstand
Observe me — I won't perform
I’m not here to match your form
I design from silent view
And build the mirror back at you
Observe me — I move exact
In every bar, a quiet impact
I don’t compete — I abstract
And let my truth speak through the crack
So if I’m distant, that’s the play
I’m sculpting sound in my own way
Not absent — just refined
Observe me once, then press rewind