ALLDAY PROJECT - Wicked (Title Track)

**Verse 1**

Yo, step back, Teddy Park in the booth,

Used to drop bangers, now it’s eh like a sleuth.

Tracks on repeat but the heat’s faded out,

Like a forgotten flame that nobody’s about.

You had your moment, spitting rhymes with precision,

But your latest drops feel like a bad decision.

Shoulda stopped at the peak when you were breakin’ through seams,

Now I’m flossing my ice while you’re losing your dreams.

Your beats once poppin’, now they echo and fade,

Rap game needs fire; what happened to your blade?

You were dynamite high but now just static cling –

Trying too hard for this industry bling.

**Chorus**

Teddy Park! Time to hang up them bars!

Running around in circles like you're lost among stars.

Music used to hit hard; now it gently grazes—

Stop making tracks before we all go lazy.

**Verse 2**

Remember the times? You owned every stage—

Lyrics so slick turned another page.

Back when fans screamed your name loud at shows—

Now they scroll past ‘cause man... who even knows?

Rhyme schemes broken like soda cans crushed;

Thoughts are swelling but motivation's hushed.

I ain't hatin', I'm just keepin' it real —

Sometimes it's smarter not chasing that deal.

Put down the mic 'fore you tarnish that rep,

Nobody wants more from a falling concept.

Let those old hits play on repeat in our minds—

Hop off this train while there’s still silver linings.

**Chorus:**

Teddy Park! Time to hang up them bars!

Running around in circles like you're lost among stars.

Music used to hit hard; now it gently grazes—

Stop making tracks before we all go lazy.

**Bridge**

Yeah I get it man—you wanna stay relevant,

Got streams and clouts got me feeling hesitant.

Release after release hoping lightning will strike,

But sometimes silence speaks louder than hype!

Life evolves just as lyrical flow wanes,

Switch gears or fade into digital plains.

Take a step back—the world keeps turning fast—

And let us remember how Ya made legends last!

***Outro***

It's love bro—but some truths gotta bite:

When genius fades away under neon street lights.

So take my advice before we switch lanes again—

Just stop writin’ lines that don’t bring no zen—aahh shit…

Peace is golden—they’ll reminisce what was great,—

Leave ‘em wanting more instead of droppin’ debate!

This chapter could close on an epic score--

Less can be better if you've walked through that door!