[Intro – Spoken, gritty tone]
“They said keep grindin’, choom.
Work hard, die quiet.
But I ain’t built to starve with my head down.
I was born with blood in my teeth… and I like the taste.”
[manic laughter]
[gruff tired tone]
fuck the system and the corpo’s running it
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[Verse 1]
I came up where the sky don’t shine—smog thick, breath like rust,
Where a heater in the ribs ain’t fear, it’s trust.
Gonks talk big ‘til they see real fire,
I watched homies flatline over five creds and a liar.
Suit said hustle, I said bet—
Took his creds and his jaw, left his blood on the steps.
Mama worked three gigs just to feed dead hope,
Now her boy run the block with a trench and a scope.
I don’t beg, I don’t break, I don’t barter with rats,
I take heads, take scratch, take shots, and laugh.
This city’s a pit, and I’m the goddamn blade,
Every breath a protest, every corpse gets paid.
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[Hook – Shouted with gang vocals behind]
I ain’t livin’ just to scrape by, choom!
I’ll bleed the whole world for a little more room!
They took the soul, left the flesh for a price—
So I flatline suits just to feel alive!
(CRED AIN’T KING – CHAOS IS!)
(BURN THAT SCRATCH – WE ROLL IN GRIT!)
(GODKILLER AIN’T DEAD – JUST LOADING CLIPS!)
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[Verse 2]
I’ve seen rats with more honor than a corpo stack,
Watched ‘em smile while they stab, then collapse when we clap back.
You ever choke out a man ‘til he piss his soul?
Ever gut a fed just to warm the cold?
Don’t talk peace when my belly still aches,
Don’t preach grind if you never seen crates.
I been sleepin’ in alleys, wakin’ with screams,
Dreamin’ in static, built from bad dreams.
Now it’s riot in my blood, chaos in my grin,
Every blow a hymn, every scar a sin.
Told my squad “we ain’t leavin’ no gods alive”
So we dance in the fire while the skyline cries.
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[Bridge – Spoken in chaos filter]
“No more chains.
No more scratch-fed lies
No more climbin’ systems built to kill us.
It’s flatlines and freedom now.
Chaos Squad moves in silence…
Then screams.”
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[Final Hook – Full gang chant with metal percussion]
I ain’t livin’ just to scrape by, choom!
I’ll bleed the whole world for a little more room!
They took the soul, left the flesh for a price—
So I flatline suits just to feel alive!
(GONK DOWN!) – Blade in the chest!
(NO GODS!) – Just pain and death!
(GODKILLER!) – Rise from the ash!
This is OURS now—burn it, and laugh.
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[Outro – GODKILLER, calm but vicious]
“They told me life’s about survival.
But I ain’t just tryin’ to survive.
I’m here to make the whole system choke…
On my name.”