[Intro] Blade on my back Mask on my face Dust in the air I’m cutting my way (yeah) [Verse 1] Red on the handle Callus on palm I don’t pray for peace I practice my calm Cracks in the road Ash on my shoe Every scar on my knuckles Is a lesson I drew They said I’m doing too much I said I ain’t done enough Every door that they slammed in my face Just sharpened me up Came from the gutter and grime Turned every stumble to stride Count every failure like steps on a staircase Up to the sky [Chorus] Thousand-fold slash I don’t swing once, I storm Every move stacked All of my cuts transform From the dirt to the throne, I dash Turn a scratch to a brand new path When I snap, when I snap That’s a thousand-fold slash (hey!) Thousand-fold, thousand-fold slash [Verse 2] Ink on the page like blood Spilled for the tribe I trust I don’t chase crowns or love I just keep sharpening up Voices saying “slow down” I hear “run through the wall” If the mountain don’t move when I ask I’ll chip at the stone till it falls Step in the ring with my doubt Watch how I dance in the doubt Every cut that they tried to lay on my name I flip and I turn it around Cold heart, hot breath Fog when I talk that talk I break chains, break frames Break every box they brought [Chorus] Thousand-fold slash I don’t swing once, I storm Every move stacked All of my cuts transform From the dirt to the throne, I dash Turn a scratch to a brand new path When I snap, when I snap That’s a thousand-fold slash (woah) Thousand-fold, thousand-fold slash [Bridge] Lines on my soul like steel Folded and folded again Pressure made edges so real Pain just polished the grain (yeah) Say my name soft, it’s fine But carve it deep in the stone I don’t die, I divide I multiply what I own [Chorus] Thousand-fold slash I don’t swing once, I storm Every move stacked All of my cuts transform From the dirt to the throne, I dash Turn a scratch to a brand new path When I snap, when I snap That’s a thousand-fold slash (hey!) Thousand-fold, thousand-fold slash

rap, Aggressive East-meets-trap banger: taiko-style drums under heavy 808s, distorted koto and metallic stabs, male vocals spitting double-time cadences. Verses stay tight and percussive, hook explodes with gang chants and layered ad-libs; brief halftime drop in the bridge for impact before a final full-energy chorus.

Thousand-Fold Slash