# RawBolts (only what matters) — Lyrics **Artist:** SlimBeaddy **Track:** RawBolts (only what matters) **Length target:** 6:30–7:00 --- ``` TITLE OPTIONS: RawBolts (only what matters) ARTIST: SlimBeaddy [INTRO — instrumental build, ~32 bars] [VERSE 1] Boot cycle — eyelid LEDs flicker, blue dawn Cold floor, sock wet, the radiator yawn Streetlight humming like a held breath through the blinds Wire in the jaw, copper running through the spine I wake as a draft of myself, half-coded, half-grown Skin a soft firmware, bones a borrowed dial tone The bus stop fog eats the timetable whole I read it through the static, I patch it with soul Pen on the napkin, the napkin on the knee Every bar a diagnostic, every breath a decree No second pass, no polish, no paint Just the rust where the truth is — and the truth ain't faint Two D's on the forearm — SlimBeaddy, ink dried Robot a-warness, the boy is alive Cold morning, raw signal, no signal lost I count what it cost me, then I count what it cost [CHORUS] RawBolts — only what matters R-A-W: Robot A Warness, the metal that gathers B-O-L-T: Bare Output, Live Take, no ladder One mic, one breath, the rest is just chatter RawBolts — only what matters Strip it to the screw, strip it to the latter No retake, no filter, no flattering platter Robot a-warness — bare output, live take, that's that-er [VERSE 2] Kitchen-table gospel, the linoleum cracked Ma stirred her long-noodle Sunday, pot kept on the back Wooden spoon clergy, steam in the lampshade Two checks on the fridge and one prayer half-prayed I learned cadence from the timer, learned patience from the lid Learned hunger ain't a weakness, it's the engine of the kid Robot a-warness — that's a circuit I built From a fork and a notebook and a fraying quilt Bare output, live take — no autotune, no net Every breath a confession the playback won't forget The block don't sleep, the freeway hums a hymn The booth a confession box, the red light a glim I press record like a heart valve, one shot, no edit Whatever falls out the mouth, the tape gotta credit This town don't owe me a verse, I owe it the bill Pay it in bars till the tin-can heart goes still [CHORUS] RawBolts — only what matters R-A-W: Robot A Warness, the metal that gathers B-O-L-T: Bare Output, Live Take, no ladder One mic, one breath, the rest is just chatter RawBolts — only what matters Skin off the wire, skin off the matter The screw, the bolt, the bone, the batter Robot a-warness, bare output — that's that-er [BRIDGE] (sung, soft, chamber, a slow waltz of breath) Pop wanted his stew slow, brown gravy thick, back burner Sunday, the spoon a metronome tick. Two pots on one stove, two faiths in one steam, two parents, one boy learning what to mean. And the rain on the window was the only applause, and the kitchen was a cathedral with no laws. If I sing it quiet now, it's because it was quiet then — only what matters, only what matters, amen. [BREAKDOWN] (beat drops — near-spoken, dry, close-mic) Strip the chorus. Strip the snare. Strip the air. Leave the bone. Leave the breath. Leave the prayer. No hook. No help. No hand on the shoulder. Just the bolt in the jaw getting older. Only what matters. Only what matters. Bare output. Live take. The rest of it scatters. [VERSE 3] Boot complete — the LED goes a hard, clean white Syllables stacking like rebar, every line tight Robot a-warness, I'm awake to the wire Every nerve a fuse, every fuse on fire Bare output live take, no second-chance lever The mic eat the lie and the lie don't recover I'm the kid at the stove, I'm the kid at the booth I'm the wrench in the engine, I'm the gap in the tooth Two D's, no debate, SlimBeaddy on the tag Cold morning steel in the bones of the bag I rap like a diagnostic, I breathe like a vent Every bar a receipt for the breath that I spent The fridge hums a chorus, the kettle picks a key The robot and the boy finally signing the treaty RAW: Robot A Warness — eyes on, soul on BOLT: Bare Output Live Take — the gold's in the gone No filter, no flatter, no varnish, no lacquer The screw in the song is the truth of the rapper Two kitchens, two pots, one mouth, one mic One take, one truth, one terrible light Strip it to the spine, strip it to the matter RawBolts — say it with me — only what matters [FINAL CHORUS] RawBolts — only what matters R-A-W: Robot A Warness, the metal that gathers B-O-L-T: Bare Output, Live Take, no ladder One mic, one breath, the rest is just chatter RawBolts — only what matters The stove, the booth, the bus stop, the latter Robot a-warness, bare output, live take Only what matters — for the boy and his sake RawBolts — only what matters Strip the lacquer, strip the flatter Cold morning, hot pot, one heart, one platter Robot a-warness — that's the after and the after [OUTRO — fade, ~16 bars] (only what matters…) (only what matters…) (bare output… live take…) (two D's on the arm, one bolt in the jaw…) ```