Released on 2025

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[Intro]

Hello bitch

You said you were forever, now look at you

Gagged, tied up, probably blindfolded

You know what will happen to you

Heh, little bitch, you know damn well

What the fuck will happen to you


[Instrumental]


[Verse 1]

Yo, I’m the nightmare that crawled out of your speaker

Lurking in the static, a twisted street preacher

Talk slick and I’ll flip like a meat cleaver

Leave your dreams leakin’, no need for a teaser

I ain’t sane, I just play with the chaos

Mind like a maze where the sane get lost

Say thе wrong word, I don’t brush it off

I press play and let the bеat break jaws


[Chorus]

Rip through your door with a chainsaw grin

Blood on my boots, let the purge begin

Snap on for the [?] thirst for sin

I don't knock twice, i just burst in right

Got a plate in my [?] like death

Every breath you take could be your last breath

No rest just [?] and a path of wreck

I don't need a reason, i just snap necks


[Verse 2]

I’m that voice in your ear that won’t shut up

That twitch in your eye when you’ve had enough

I don’t talk peace, I just talk rough

Spit bars like bullets, and the rhymes stay tough

Walk in the room and the mood get cold

I don’t need gold, I need control

The system tried to tame me, tried to mold

Now I’m breakin' chains and shatterin’ the mold

I’m raw—like nerves when the pain won't stop

Like a hand on a burner, like a mind that’s shot

They said calm down? Nah, I’d rather not

I'm a warzone wrapped in a poet’s plot


[Verse 3]

Bitch, i'ma kill you- Whoops, wrong song

But the vibe’s still right and the rage stay strong

I black out with a mic like the lights went off

Then I wake up in the booth with the wires all gone

I don’t need pills, I just need that kick

That boom-bam venom when the bassline hit

You can talk tough, but you ain't that slick

I’m the voice in the void when your thoughts turn sick

I laugh when they say I should tone it down

Like I ain’t been wild since I came from the ground

Like I won’t swing first when the fakes come ‘round

Like I won’t bury beats with no coffin found

I’m the glitch in the code, the crack in the glass

The fuse in the room when it’s fillin’ with gas

You’re playin’ with a force that was built to clash

I don’t just burn bridges, I light the ash