[Verse]
Keyboard warriors typing, caps lock a weapon,
Behind the screen flexin', but never in the session.
Talk big, talk loud, mouth run marathon,
Face to face? Ghosted, Casper phenomenon.
[Chorus]
Pull up, throw hands if you a man,
Humble and kind, but chaos in my plan.
I ain't here for the chatter, no clout to chase,
Savage in my soul, chaos on my face.
[Verse 2]
Remember the block, where silence could scream,
Where the humble survive, but the savage redeemed.
Raised in the jungle, no leash on the beast,
Table got no manners, still feast at the feast.
[Prechorus]
Said they want smoke, then ghosted in the mist,
Savage on the mic, chaos in the fist.
[Chorus]
Pull up, throw hands if you a man,
Humble and kind, but chaos in my plan.
I ain't here for the chatter, no clout to chase,
Savage in my soul, chaos on my face.
[Bridge]
Throw hands, knuckles paint murals in the sky,
No internet tough guy, look me in the eye.
Fists talk, truth speaks, no Wi-Fi disguise,
Savage never dies, chaos multiplies.