(Battle Rap / Aggressive Motivational Hip-Hop)
[Intro – Growling Voice over Military Drums]
No retreat...
No surrender...
Win or die trying.
[Verse 1]
Woke up hungry, world on my back,
No plan B, no safe track.
Pressure in my lungs, steel in my spine,
I'm built for the war, I'm built for the grind.
Fear’s just noise, I drown it out,
Doubt’s just smoke, I blow it out.
Every loss, every scar, every sleepless night,
Fueled my fire, sharpened my fight.
[Pre-Chorus]
They want me broken, want me to fold,
But kings don’t crack — they mold into gold.
I'm too far in, no turning back,
Boots laced tight, full frontal attack.
[Chorus]
No retreat, no surrender,
Born a fighter, die a contender.
Blades in my path, storms in my sky,
Still I march — do or die.
No retreat, no surrender,
Every scar makes me remember.
Fall if I must, but rise I will,
I'm built for battle, born to kill.
[Verse 2]
Tried to bury me under doubt and shame,
But pressure’s the forge, and I became flame.
You can't tame a wolf raised by storms,
I learned to smile while I weathered the swarm.
Talk’s cheap — I cash with my sweat,
Paid in pain, no regrets yet.
This is my turf, this is my time,
No white flags — only battle lines.
[Pre-Chorus]
They want me broken, want me to fold,
But kings don’t crack — they mold into gold.
I'm too far in, no turning back,
Boots laced tight, full frontal attack.
[Chorus]
No retreat, no surrender,
Born a fighter, die a contender.
Blades in my path, storms in my sky,
Still I march — do or die.
No retreat, no surrender,
Every scar makes me remember.
Fall if I must, but rise I will,
I'm built for battle, born to kill.
[Bridge – Half Sung, Dark and Intense]
Ooooh, bring the rain, bring the flame,
Ooooh, I carve my name in pain.
Ooooh, break my bones, test my soul,
Still I rise — I never fold!
[Chorus – Final Explosion]
No retreat, no surrender,
Born a fighter, die a contender.
Blades in my path, storms in my sky,
Still I march — do or die.
No retreat, no surrender,
Every scar makes me remember.
Fall if I must, but rise I will,
I'm built for battle, born to kill.
[Outro – Whispered and Fading]
No retreat...
No surrender...
Victory... or nothing.
