WARPATH SYNDROME

Yeah…

Flip the switch

No return

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Mind stays sharp, blade in thought

Every move premeditated, taught

Came from hell where the rules dissolve

Now I move like a problem you can’t resolve

No warning shots, no pause in stride

If it’s pressure, I apply

Teeth grit hard, eyes stay cold

I don’t crack, I corrode

Built this in abandoned places.

Dark nights, unfamiliar faces

Every loss left residue

Now I walk like I have got nothing to lose.

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No mercy wired in my frame

I don’t fear pain, I harness flames.

If the line crosses, I don’t debate

I step forward — I detonate

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WARPATH SYNDROME!

LOCKED IN MODE

WARPATH SYNDROME!

FULL PAYLOAD

WARPATH SYNDROME!

NO BACKTRACK

WARPATH SYNDROME!

ALL ATTACK

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I don’t rest, I reload

Every doubt is just fuel for growth.

They want peace, I want control.

I don’t stall when the sirens blow.

No clean wines, no safe lane

Every step taken through pain

They hear noise, I hear timing.

I strike fast when they are still deciding.

It came from silence, built from threat.

Every scar still collects interest.

If I fall, I fall forward

I don’t break — I get more feral.

Trust stay thin, razor-thread

Eyes stay locked, tunnel-visioned

No apology, no retreat

I adapt quickly when the pressure peaks.

Built my spine where hope ran out

Still move clean when the lights are cut out.

Every test made my instincts sharpen.

Now I think the outcome’s certain.

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No calm

No cure

Just instinct

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LOCKED JAW

RED EYES

NO PEACE

WAR MIND

BUILT WRONG

BUILT SAVAGE

PRESSURE

TURNED TO DAMAGE

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No retreat, no delay, every second a strike

My mind moves faster than fear, I don’t hesitate.

Every hit recalibrate, pain just sharpens the sight.

I don’t flinch when the chaos escalates.

Came from nights where the air felt toxic.

Still breathe deep when the frame gets boxed in.

No mercy switch, no exit sign

I accelerate when they press rewind.

Heart beat heavy, veins lit red.

Every step leaves fractures spread.

No pause, no stall, no fallback plan.

I commit full force when the pressure lands.

Built from damage they couldn’t take

Turned collapse into upgrade

I don’t freeze when the tempo spikes.

I outrun doubt at a violent pace.

Last lap sprint, lungs still loud

Teeth grit tight, I burn the ground

Final word screamed, throat still raw—

WARPATH SYNDROME — I’M BUILT FOR WAR.

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Target acquired

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