don't forget to checkout my YouTube https://youtube.com/channel/UC-SlIr6LLQs3BbMev4pLBig?si=DOcpHYrnozVplYCH [Verse 1] I don't get up to meditate, I get up to detonate – Another bomb in my brain, Where the pressure levitates. Bills stack like body bags, Pain got no alibi – Tryna keep my soul intact While my phone still testifies. Momma callin', “You okay?” Nah, I’m just pretendin’, Sleep like a warzone, Wake up to the same endin’. Friends ghosted, dreams roasted, I spit truth uncoated, While your idols postin’ quotes That they never fuckin' voted. [Hook] There’s no warning, just the weight – No hero song, just empty plates. No torchlight, no parade – Just cracked hands and debts unpaid. I keep swinging, no applause – No angels, just a world with claws. No finish line, no calm in sight – Only me – and this appetite. [Verse 2] No cheat code, no mentor, no rope, I built this hunger out of gunpowder and hope. They talk "grind" with a latte in hand – I was grindin’ with nothin’ but blisters and sand. No safety net, no cushion to fall, My last fall left blood on the wall. Now I rap like I’m breakin' parole, Every verse from the gut, no soul control. I don’t want your respect, I want space to breathe – Where silence don’t mean I'm freezin’ to death beneath. [Hook] There’s no warning, just the weight – No hero song, just empty plates. No torchlight, no parade – Just cracked hands and debts unpaid. I keep swinging, no applause – No angels, just a world with claws. No finish line, no calm inside me – and this appetite. [Verse 3] They told me “just breathe” – I choked on the air, Told me “believe” – I died in despair. Told me “keep calm” – I burned the chair, I ain't here to be saved – I’m here to declare: This is war, not therapy – I spit real, no parody. Your guru talks clarity – While I fight for my sanity. Burn my limits like a flag in the wind, If I lose, I lose loud, never quiet within. I’m the voice for the ones who ain’t got a hymn – We ain’t saints – but we fight like sin. [Hook] There’s no warning, just the weight – No hero song, just empty plates. No torchlight, no parade – Just cracked hands and debts unpaid. I keep swinging, no applause – No angels, just a world with claws. No finish line, no calm in sight – Only me – and this appetite. There’s no warning, just the weight – No hero song, just empty plates. No torchlight, no parade – Just cracked hands and debts unpaid. I keep swinging, no applause – No angels, just a world with claws. No finish line, no calm in sight – Only me – and this appetite.
