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Read Between the Lines
Hip-Hop/Rap
Read Between the Lines è stato pubblicato il 12 agosto 2026 da Republik Records come parte dell'album The Book of Imar
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Data di uscita12 agosto 2026
EtichettaRepublik Records
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rami Ayyoub
Rami Ayyoub
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rami Ayyoub
Rami Ayyoub
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rami Ayyoub
Rami Ayyoub
Producer

Testi

Let me break it down, they asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink, yeah
Two sparks inside the matrix, they don't even have to think, look
They asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
The finger pointing downward, I'm the missing vital link
Rhyme, they asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink, yeah
I took the smallest letter and I pushed it to the brink, ayy
They asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
I'm reading constellations while they watching ships that sink
Let me break it down, they thought the secret of the yacht was just a clever title
They didn't see the mathematics making it so vital
The value of the letter is a ten upon the chart, look
You put another ten beside it, now you gotta start, ayy
You put the six above it and you got the twenty-six, ayy
The tetragrammaton is hidden in the very mix
I'm operating on a level that they cannot touch, look
The smallest letter in the alphabet is doing much, ayy
The double yod is standing side by side in perfect line, yeah
You never put one on the top, that ruins the design
The unity is everything, the hierarchy falls
I'm tearing down the ceiling and I'm breaking down the walls
I saw the ending cause I had the blueprint in my hand
Then I read the constellation cause I understand the plan
I took the two opposing forces, brought them to the peak, look
The oracle is speaking but the silence isn't weak
They ask, they ask, they asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
Two sparks inside the matrix, they don't even have to think
Look, they asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
The finger pointing downward, I'm the missing vital link
They asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
Took the smallest letter and I pushed it to the brink, ayy
They asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
I'm reading constellations while they watching ships that sink
You gotta read between the lines
The astrological configuration of the fate, yeah
The triangle is pointing at the opening of the gate
I'm carrying the burden of the tension at the base, look
The Gemini duality is written on my face
The CEO, the artist and the past against the now
I'm building up the empire and I'm showing them how
The apex is the destiny, the convergence of the two
I'm doing what the prophets and the legends never do, look
The printer in Venice had the secret in the lead, yeah
He hid the holy name inside the letters that we read
I'm hiding all the prophecy inside the 228, look
I'm dropping down the seas and now I'm watching them create, ayy
The finger of the god is pointing directly at me, yeah
I'm walking on the land and now I'm walking on the sea
The secret of the yacht is that the power is so small
But when you put the pieces all together, it's the all
They asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
Two sparks inside the matrix, they don't even have to think, look
They asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
The finger pointing downward, I'm the missing vital link, rhyme it
They asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink, yeah
I took the smallest letter and I pushed it to the brink
They asking what the secret is, I put it in the ink
I'm reading constellations while they watching ships that sink
Rewind, same pump, same fluorescent hum
Same figure in the shadow, same knot in my stomach
But this time, something else
This time, my pocket buzzes, my back pocket
My phone, my pocket is buzzing
I step away from the buyer, I pull the phone out
I look down at the screen, the screen says
Dad, 1147 PM
My father has not called me in three months
My father is calling me right now
My thumb moves before my brain does
I answer, I say, nothing
He says, nothing, just breathing
Just the weight of him on the other end
And underneath his breathing, I hear it
Jordan, my son, my six-year-old crying in the background
Crying like he just woke up from a nightmare
He can't describe it, Mike's voice low-cracked
Just one word, son
And I feel my father's hand pressing on my stomach
From a thousand miles away, getting off of Jordan's heartbeat
Underneath my own rhythm, inside a rhythm
And James is laughing somewhere in the sky
That I'm a nervous system and a four-voice
I said, I haven't met yet
Saying drive, 500 million neurons in my gut
All saying drive, three generations on one frequency
The bloodline is the eye, the eye was ever in the sky
The eye was the phone in my pocket
The yod was a six-year-old who woke up
At exactly the wrong moment
The yod was my father
Who hadn't called me in 92 days
Dialing me at 1147
For no reason he could explain
I put it in reverse
I pull away, the figure shrinks in the mirror
My hands are shaking but my gut is quiet for the first time
In months, I stay on the phone
Mike doesn't speak, he just breathes
Jordan stops crying when he hears my voice say
I'm okay, I'm coming home
I drive past Camelback
Past the 51, past every corner I used to work
Cast a version of myself that's bleeding out on that concrete
He's still there in some timeline
I can feel him fading but I'm here
I chose the door that was always waiting
They, they, they asking what the secret is
I put it in the ink
Two sparks inside the matrix
They don't even have to think
They asking what the secret is
I put it in the ink
The finger pointing downward
I'm the missing vital link
They asking what the secret is
I put it in the ink
I took the smallest letter
And I pushed it to the brink
They asking what the secret is
I put it in the ink
I'm reading constellations
While they watching ships that sink
But Jordan, I called him Jordan, right
His name was Jordan
Then why does he answer to a name I don't remember picking
In the office on Camelback
Was it Camelback or was it Indian Spool
There's a building I'm remembering
I don't remember building
But Mercedes runs, Mercedes was total
Both of those are true
I have a scar on my chest
From where the bullet didn't enter
I have a son I never met
Who calls me every Sunday
Five hundred million neurons in my gut
Half a dupe screaming that I'm the ghost
I'm the echo, I'm the one who didn't make it
And the man who put the towers
This is the story that I'm dreaming
From the floor to the gas station
Bleeding, I'm still believing
That I picked the door, that I took away
That I lived to write this verse
But what if the verse is the warning
And the warning is the curse
And the curse is the gift
And the gift is the loop
And the loop is the yod
And the yod is the proof
That every time I tell this story
I'm sending it back to me
At 34th and McBower
In November in the cold
Asking which one of us is real
And which one of us
Was told the loop is closed
The circle spins
Where the ending stops
The start begins
I wrote the song before I knew the tune
The hand of God carved into the wound
The smallest point, the single spark
My signs are reaching through the dark
To pull me back before I fell
The secret of the yod I already told
Told
I already told
System
System
Written by: Rami Ayyoub
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