HALF NO MORE

Name: HALF NO MORE
Duration: 271 s
Description: HALF NO MORE by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Back then it was a break, no cap, just a gap Now it’s the main event, they betting on the snap I’m…”

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HALF NO MORE lyrics

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Intro

Used to be a pee break, word, I’d go grab fries Marching bands in the cold, little flags, little vibes Now it’s a headline slot, whole world on one screen I miss when it felt random, not a brand-new machine

Verse 1

I remember couch cushions, uncles yelling at refs Halftime was where my plate at, not hold your breath Old shows had themes and sequins, little variety Sometimes it was mid, still felt like a tiny city party Now my phone buzz like yo tune in, don’t blink Like the game pause so the culture can speak But lately it feel forced, like rent due on a stage I’m clapping with a face like aight… turn the page

Pre-chorus

Back then it was a break, no cap, just a gap Now it’s the main event, they betting on the snap I’m asking why it hit different, tell me that

Chorus

Halftime ain’t half no more They turn a breather to war Used to walk away, now they lock the door Halftime ain’t half no more

Verse 2

Then that night in the ninety-two, Fox got slick Pulled folks to that comedy, made the league feel it quick Like yo we losing eyes, so they tightened the plan Next year a pop king moonwalked, blueprint in his hand After that, it was bigger, like fireworks for the soul But when everything is big, it start feeling controlled Icons used to be the whole block, one song, one talk Now it’s lanes on lanes, everybody in they own scroll

Pre-chorus

Back then it was a break, no cap, just a gap Now it’s the main event, they betting on the snap I’m asking why it hit different, tell me that

Chorus

Halftime ain’t half no more They turn a breather to war Used to walk away, now they lock the door Halftime ain’t half no more

Verse 3

Two-thousand-nineteen, Roc Nation in the room Live music strategy, polished suits, big boom Then Apple took the sponsor lane, streams go crazy Setlist hit, plays jump, whole timeline hazy So what’s good now? depends what you measure Monoculture gone, so nostalgia feel extra But globally they huge, bilingual on the loud Group chats lit up fast, like the stadium got a cloud

Bridge

I ain’t mad at change, I’m mad at the copy I want that risky feeling, not the safe-lane hobby Give me a moment that don’t feel pre-approved Like you can’t predict the room, you just move

Verse 4

Now Super Bowl LX, Levi’s packed tight Bad Bunny on that stage, whole Americas in sight Streams popped right after, phones turned to speakers And folks on X arguing, best like it’s sneakers That’s the line in the sand, new era got stamped Bilingual mainstream, and the crowd still amped So why I feel salty? ‘cause I miss the surprise When it wasn’t a product, it was lightning in disguise

Chorus

Halftime ain’t half no more (whole planet at the door) They turn a breather to war (every feed want more) Used to walk away, now they lock the door Halftime ain’t half no more

Verse 5

So here my ask, not a rant, just a little plea Stop treating the stage like a flex factory Bring back the weird, the bold, the who cleared that? Not just shiny and safe with a matching hat Let the band get a look, let the city get a nod Let the dancers sweat through it, not just pose for the shot And if it gotta be global, cool, let it be true Don’t water it down, let the culture come through

Chorus

Halftime ain’t half no more They turn a breather to war Used to walk away, now they lock the door Halftime ain’t half no more

Outro

Used to be grab a drink, now it’s don’t move Old days felt reckless, new days too smooth I’ll watch, I’ll judge, I’ll laugh, I’ll still care Cause halftime tell the truth about what we share

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