Rawdog Life

[Verse 1]
Alarm hits
Steel toes
Spit blood
Same shirt
Same stain
Same mud
Punch in
Cheap clock
Cold light
Boss barks
I bite back inside
Wallet thin
Like my patience
Bills breed
In the basement
Every mile
Of this meat-grind day
I see gold
And I take names
[Chorus]
Rawdog life
Just rust and rage
No vape
No crutch
I taste the pain
No zyn
No pill to fake my faith
Just hate
Just hate
I ride that wave
I don’t even go to therapy
I clock in war on my enemies
Rawdog life
I crawl
I claw
’Til I’m rich enough to break your laws (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Grey sky
Over grey code walls
Forklift
Singing death-song calls
Calloused hands
On a cracked-up spine
I’m the ghost
In the overtime
They say
“find peace
Go talk”
I say
“find teeth
Go walk”
Every check
Is a loaded gun
Aim it up
At a richer sun
[Chorus]
Rawdog life
Just rust and rage
No vape
No crutch
I taste the pain
No zyn
No pill to fake my faith
Just hate
Just hate
I ride that wave
I don’t even go to therapy
I stack that spite into equity
Rawdog life
I crawl
I claw
’Til I’m rich enough to burn your laws (yeah)
[Bridge]
[Halftime stomp
Gang vocals]
Clock hands cut me
Boss man owns me
Hunger hounds me
Nobody folds me (no!)
Grind keeps breaking
I keep taking
Hate in my veins
And I feel it waking (hey!)
[Chorus]
Rawdog life
Just rust and rage
No vape
No crutch
I taste the pain
No zyn
No pill to fake my faith
Just hate
Just hate
I ride that wave
I don’t even go to therapy
I turn my scars into currency
Rawdog life
I crawl
I claw
’Til I’m rich enough to write your laws

Aggressive thrash metal grind, double-time drums, down-picked guitars, male vocals spitting clipped, bitter phrases. Verses stay tight and palm-muted, bass snarling in lockstep; chorus opens into shouted gang vocals and wider chords. Short, searing bridge with a halftime stomp and screaming lead line before a final, shouted chorus., rich