Count-in (spoken, cool as ice) One… two… Give it. Verse 1 Mind like a fucking map with pins everywhere, War in my head but I breathe clean air, They throw there fucking grenades from behind a smile, Just to hope I flinch — I just step back in. My Kindness read like a weakness sign, They always try fucking reach for mine, think it’s free to take, To many Hands get light when the money’s near, I clock the move — I’m already clear. Pre-Chorus (tight, jazzy) Duck, slide, let it miss, I don’t react — I reposition quick, They want noise, I give ‘em space, That’s how you win without losin’ face. Chorus (swing + stomp) I’m dodgin’ grenades — left and right, give it, They throw heat, I don’t get in it, Dodgin’ grenades with a calm heartbeat, Mind everywhere but my steps stay neat. The fuckers swing low, I elevate, You don’t catch me slippin’ — too late. Verse 2 Swagger in my walk, Steel in my spine, March to my own drum that keeps good time, Eyes stay open, mouth stay shut, I don’t show the cards — but I count the cut. They talk fast, try crowd my lane, Smile wide while they pocket change, I keep my cool, I keep my ground, Pressure talks — I don’t make a sound. Pre-Chorus Read the room, feel the weight, Let ‘em rush — I decelerate, When the smoke lifts, guess who’s straight? Still me. Still standin’. Still awake. Chorus I’m dodgin’ grenades — left, and right, Calm on the surface, steel inside, Dodgin’ grenades in a tailored suit, Kind heart, sharp mind — don’t confuse. They fucken, test the lines, I re-create, That’s chess, not checkers — fucking checkmate. Bridge (half-spoken, nasty calm) I don’t bark. I don’t chase. I let ‘em show me who they are… Then I move. Break (chant, crowd-ready) Left— (left) Right— (right) Stay light— stay light— Final Chorus (biggest swing) Dodgin’ grenades — give it, give it, World wants blood — I don’t spill it, Dodgin’ grenades with a cool-hand plan, Mind everywhere — still a grounded man. They mistake calm for weakness — wait, I turn pressure into forward momentum… skate. Outro (clean, confident) No noise. No fear. Still marchin’. I’m Still here.

Grenades, vocals