Mist-Born Tyrant (Yagura)

I was born in blood, raised where the mist don’t lift,

Where the swords get drawn and the shinobi shift.

I'm the Fourth Mee-zoo-ká-gay, lil’ bitch, say it loud,

Turned my village to a grave, made my fuckin' clan proud.

Lil’ fangs flashin’ in the fog—call me beast incarnate,

Took the throne with a tail, I ain’t ask to harness it.

Ee-sō-boo in my chest, screamin’ through my skull,

Heard the whispers from the void, then I lost control.

I ain't blink since they stabbed me—fuck your peace treaty,

Every geh-nín got a kill count, fuck bein’ needy.

I ain't soft like that leaf shit, fuck your Will of Fire,

I made kids kill each other just to rise up higher.

Had 'em drownin' in silence, blood bath rites,

Where the weak met steel under dim mist lights.

I ain't evil, I was used—Obíto wore my skin,

Ran the puppet strings tight, turned my rule to sin.

Fuck a hero arc, bitch, I died with my sins,

Turned the Kiri into hell with a sadistic grin.

Felt my own hands murk my village’s hope,

Watchin’ from the cage while I hung that rope.

I was power, I was fear, I was silence and threat,

But I never got to choose what the fuck I repped.

It’s fuckin’ tragic—don't confuse it for mercy,

Mist made me savage, now the past still hurts me.

Ee-sō-boo screamin’, “Let 'em all burn down!”

And I did—watched ‘em drown when the tides came 'round.

Call me cursed, call me demon, call me Yagurá the shame,

But say it with respect when you mention my name.

'Cause I wore the blood crown, broke the motherfuckin’ mold,

Laughed as I gutted traitors, turned my youth ice cold.

Ain’t no tears for the lost—just mist in the breeze,

Now I'm floatin’ with the damned in the dark sea's freeze.

They say I was a monster, too far gone to save,

But that monster was made by the games y’all played.

So remember the boy that never had a choice,

Now hauntin' every shadow with a blood-soaked voice.