No pause button

Intro (¼ bar)

GO.

Verse 1 (triple-time)

Spit like a trigger I flick with a twitch of the wrist,

Riddled with rhythm, I rip through the grid,

Vision is vivid, I’m living in glitch,

Minute I enter the sentence, it’s lit.

Never been timid, my limit dismissed,

I sprint on the beat till the meters don’t exist.

Chest full of rage, but I’m cold and precise,

I don’t bark in my raps—I bite.

Hook (rapid chant)

Redline—mind race, heart bang, no brakes,

Head full of war, every word vibrate.

Deadweight doubt get tossed in flames,

Talk that fast talk—no delay.

Redline—no rest, no safe zone,

Tongue like a drum with a metronome.

If I blackout now, still stay known—

Speed talk lethal, my cadence chrome.

Verse 2 (machine-gun delivery)

I don’t inhale fear, I exhale threats,

Veins stay tense like battle prep.

Alphabet weaponized, letters get stretched,

I bend the whole language till grammar snaps, yes.

Brain on overload, voltage reckless,

I spark when I speak, no cord, no Tesla.

They try keep pace, pull hamstrings quick,

I lap the beat till it nauseous sick.

Bridge (stutter flow)

Tick-tick-tick—don’t blink,

Jaw locked, teeth grit, no think.

Blood rush, pulse synced,

Mind sharp—guillotine.

Verse 3 (FASTEST — no pauses)

I’m a syllable storm in a physical form,

Rip through the norm, leave riddles and scorch.

Minimal breath, but the impact enormous,

Every word hit like a kick to the thorax.

I don’t need hooks, I hang ‘em myself,

Neck full of sweat, but I’m calm as hell.

Speed ain’t sloppy, it’s surgical stealth,

I carve through the beat like I’m harming the sound itself—

Final Hook (shouted, clipped)

Redline—don’t stall, don’t fade,

Gas to the floor, let the brain vibrate.

If I slow down, it’s a choice, not fate,

I control the chaos—I generate.

Redline—last breath, last chance,

Crowd can’t move, they stuck in a trance.

Say “run it back”?

Nah—

You wouldn’t last.

Outro

Silence…

That’s the damage.