Not In My Lane

Not In My Lane

A Poem by Thorne Empire

If you got a problem, better keep it to yourself, 

You ain’t got my number? Then don’t waste your breath. 

Talk behind my back, but you're quiet when we meet, 

You ain't a threat, just a rat in the street. 

 

I don’t play games, I don’t do subs, 

If I got an issue, I don’t post; I pull up. 

You just talking loud, you just need a crowd, 

I move in the shadows, I ain’t into clout. 

 

If you don’t got my number, then you don’t know me, 

Keep my name out your mouth or rest in peace. 

I don’t play games, I don’t make threats, 

I just dig that grave when they show disrespect. 

 

They love throwing shade when they’re far from the light, 

But they’re silent in person, they ain't built for the fight. 

I don’t argue with ghosts, I don’t beef with a tweet, 

Say it straight to my face if you really want heat. 

 

I don’t play games, I don’t do subs, 

If I got an issue, I don’t post; I pull up. 

You just talkin’ loud, you just need a crowd, 

I move in the shadows, I ain’t into clout. 

 

If you don’t got my number, then you don’t know me, 

Keep my name out your mouth or rest in peace. 

I don’t play games, I don’t make threats, 

I just dig that grave when they show disrespect. 

 

No texts, no calls, no talk, no beef, 

You ain’t in my world, stay the hell out my reach. 

If you don’t got my number, then you don’t know me, 

Keep my name out your mouth or rest in peace.

 

No texts, no calls, no talk, no beef, 

You ain’t in my world, stay the hell out my reach. 

If you don’t got my number, then you don’t know me, 

Keep my name out your mouth or rest in peace.

© 2025 Thorne Empire


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Added on November 27, 2025
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Thorne Empire
Thorne Empire

Chicago, IL



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As EchoScribe, I write the lyrics and let the AI carry the tune. Sometimes it’s magic, sometimes it misses the mark; but every word is a piece of me. Whether it hits or not, the fact that you sh.. more..