**[Surgical Bounce]**
Came up boots tight, sunrise burnin’ cold
Sand in my teeth, learned to hold the line
Rank meant tone, every order told
One wrong step, paid it every time
Rewards came slow, pain came fast and bold
Earned that patch with a fractured spine
Leaders led front, never had to scold
We followed ‘cause they lived that life
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**[Hook – Smooth Glide / Fast Nod]**
Standards high, never bend, never fold
Same old code even times done changed
From the dirt to the bench, still hold the oath
Still that ghost when the lights feel strange
Standards high, never bend, never fold
Hard-earned trust don’t fade with age
From the mud to the steel, I’m still that mold
Same backbone in a softer age
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**[Verse 2 – Faster Pocket / Cleaner Cuts]**
Weapons were gospel, life in the chrome
Every spring checked, zero mistakes
Carbon scrubbed till the bolt felt home
Dirty rifles decide your fate
Every round carried more than lead
It held the names you’d die to save
You don’t rush corners where brothers bled
That’s how you walk back from graves
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**[Verse 3 – Contractor Shift / Tight Internals]**
Now I’m bayside grind with a torque-wrench grip
Broken guns in a busted lane
Rust in chambers, optics slip
Pins walk out like they feel no shame
Privates bark loud with no restraint
Customs gone, rank feels thin
Leadership flinches, scared to correct
So discipline dies from within
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**[Hook – Return / Momentum Hold]**
Standards high, never bend, never fold
Same old code even times done changed
From the dirt to the bench, still hold the oath
Still that ghost when the lights feel strange
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**[Bridge – Half-Time Feel at Speed]**
They call it harsh when you raise your tone
But pressure saves lives in war
Soft hands fail when the moment comes
Then they carve new names in stone
Standards ain’t cruel, they mercy-bound
They bring more brothers home
You don’t rise up when the fight breaks out
You fall to the level you know
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**[Verse 4 – Identity / Surgical Close]**
Still hear team leads bark in my head
Still smell CLP at night
Still check mags like patrol ahead
Still wired wrong for civilian life
Can’t fix pride with a spare-part bin
Can’t weld backbone on fear
That patch ain’t fashion, it’s debt and sin
You wear that name? Then live it clear
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**[Final Hook – Locked / Banger Feel]**
Standards high, never bend, never fold
I stayed cold when the rest got tame
From the mud to the steel, same code I hold
Same old fire, different frame
Standards high, never bend, never fold
Every round I touch got weight
Still 11B deep in my soul
Different trench — same fate
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SmilenGrizzly
