The Gate Stays Locked

[Intro]
[Halftime trap drums enter, chiming delay guitar, fretless bass runs]

[Verse 1]
[Spoken]
My hands are open, but my eyes are sharp.
I used to hand out keys to every open door.
Now I measure the step before you cross the threshold.
You think generosity means blind surrender?
Think again.

[Pre-Chorus]
[Jagged palm-muted guitar riffs, syncopated crash accents]
Every hand outstretched carries a hidden ledger.
Every smiling mouth calculates the return.
I’m mapping out the grid, shifting in the shadows,
Sorting out the pretenders from the ones who earn.

[Chorus]
[Explosive chorus drop, shouted chorus gang vocals, detuned lead synth]
I HAVE A WELL THAT WILL NEVER RUN DRY!
BUT YOU DON'T GET A DROP JUST BY PASSING BY!
MANEUVER THE FIELD, FILTER THE GREED!
SAVING THE GOLD FOR THE ONES IN REAL NEED!
BITTER DEFIANCE, I DRAW THE BOUNDARY LINE!
WHAT IS TRULY EARNED IS ALL THAT I ASSIGN!

[Verse 2]
[Spoken]
You call it cold. I call it survival.
Too many parasites lining up at the gate.
I step to the left, I pivot to the right,
Letting the leech trip over their own expectations.
My heart stays warm, but my gate stays locked.

[Pre-Chorus]
[Tape saturation, tom-heavy fills]
Every hand outstretched carries a hidden ledger.
Every smiling mouth calculates the return.
I’m mapping out the grid, shifting in the shadows,
Sorting out the pretenders from the ones who earn.

[Chorus]
[Explosive chorus drop, shouted chorus gang vocals, detuned lead synth]
I HAVE A WELL THAT WILL NEVER RUN DRY!
BUT YOU DON'T GET A DROP JUST BY PASSING BY!
MANEUVER THE FIELD, FILTER THE GREED!
SAVING THE GOLD FOR THE ONES IN REAL NEED!
BITTER DEFIANCE, I DRAW THE BOUNDARY LINE!
WHAT IS TRULY EARNED IS ALL THAT I ASSIGN!

[Bridge]
[Synth choir pads, plate reverb, tempo slows]
[Spoken]
To the worthy... I will give everything.
To the takers... you get nothing at all.

[Outro]
[Jagged palm-muted guitar riffs fade, syncopated crash accents]
Watch your step.
Earn the grace.
The gate stays locked.