Under pressure

“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.”

fuck the system and the corpo’s running it

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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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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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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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“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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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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“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.”