Rise and Grind

**[INTRO]** *(Whispered, building menace—like a drill sergeant at your bedside)*
You pressed snooze three times.
Your dreams are dying in that bed.
Get. The fuck. Up.
**[VERSE 1]** *(Simmering determination—staccato flow, teeth grit)*
Alarm clock screaming at 5 AM, I swing my legs off like a weapon
Mirror shows a face that ain't impressed with all the excuses I've been acceptin'
Yesterday I didn't feel it, showed up anyway—that's the lesson