Under The Gun

[Verse 1]
Red dot
Right between my eyes
Clock ticks
Hear it in my spine
They want blood
They want my decline
Bet against me
Better get in line
Teeth grit
Heart like a live grenade
Cold sweat
Dripping on the blade
Every whisper
Saying I'm afraid
Say my name
Watch the ground give way (yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm under the gun
But I don't run
Pressure on my neck
I bite that steel for fun
Put me on the spot
I turn that fear to flood
You want a dead man walking
I walk through fire and mud
[Verse 2]
Stage lit
Feels like a firing squad
Every eye loaded
Every hand a god
Pull that trigger
I just nod
Turn every shot
To an applause
Brick wall
But I chew through stone
Tight rope
Over broken bone
You want cracks
In this iron throne
I make doubt
Choke on its own smoke (hey)
[Chorus]
I'm under the gun
But I don't run
Pressure on my neck
I bite that steel for fun
Put me on the spot
I turn that fear to flood
You want a dead man walking
I walk through fire and mud
[Bridge]
Line ‘em up
Let ‘em all take aim
I was carved
In the heart of pain
Load your hate
In a golden frame
I sign my name
On every flame (woah)
[Chorus]
I'm under the gun
Still I don’t run
Pressure on my neck
I bite that steel for fun
Put me on the spot
I turn that fear to flood
You want a dead man walking
I rise from every flood

rap, Hybrid rap-rock / metalcore, male vocals. Start with a tight, syncopated riff and staccato hip-hop drums, then kick into palm-muted guitars and halftime groove. Verses are spit with aggressive, percussive flow over chugging drop-tuned guitars; chorus explodes with screamed harmonies and octave leads. Bridge brings a crushing breakdown with tom-heavy hits and dissonant chords before a final full-band shout-along., hard rock, rock, metal