"Shit, shit...oh shit..." "Yeah… city on lock, dieselized veins pumpin’ dystopian dreams, I ain’t from the future — I’m what the future screams, bro. Diesel in my blood, diesel in my lungs, my guy. We don’t breathe air — we breathe diesel, man." Dieselized dystopia, flickerin’ lights in the coma zone, Cloned souls scroll through code on they mobile phones, Chrome dome prophets preachin’ in hologram tones, While I’m jacked in deep, crackin’ the system’s bones. Skyscraper tombs, city hums like a dying god, Runnin’ through the slums, I’m the glitch in the façade, Neo-punk rebel, my verse is a sabotage, I don’t rap — I detonate, poetic mirage. Spin through the matrix, my flow’s encrypted, Synthetic lungs but my heart’s conflicted, Streetlights blink, conscience evicted, I’m the product of pain, diesel-inflicted. We ride, we rise, through wires and fire, This city breathes lies, but our souls aspire, Dieselized dystopia — the streets still inspire, Neon blood, chrome love, ignite the empire! Laser sights flick as I slide through static, Cyborg chick with a glitch, cinematic, Circuit-born sins, my code’s fanatic, Revolution coded, auto-automatic. No sky, just smog — we divine through the grime, Time looped, truth spoofed, I rewire the rhyme, Every word a weapon, every line’s a crime, In this deadbeat city, diesel gods climb. Feds track heat — I’m a ghost in the frame, Blueprinted pain, I evolved from the flame, Got my name etched deep in the underground chain, Rebel be trippin', I’m the glitch they can’t tame. Dream in diesel, bleed in light, Ain’t no day in this eternal night. Throned on the block, dieselized crown on tilt, Hackin’ their faith with the code I built, No God, no peace — just data and guilt, Diesel in my veins where the system spilt. Binary bullets, rhythm reload, My verse like a virus in overload, Every syllable shocks — every bar explodes, Rebirth through pain — that’s the diesel code. Street saints coded in ultraviolet sin, Reborn from the rust, we ignite from within, Decked out in wires, diesel grin on skin, No halo above — just the bass kickin’ in. I move through shadows where the lost ones trade, Hope for data, love for upgrade, City bleeds dreams, still I march unafraid, Revolt in my pulse, revolution replayed. Static rain drips from the rooftop sermons, We’re the children of chaos, cyber determined, Silicon blood — my truth reaffirmed in Diesel faith — every burn, we’re learnin’. System crack, lights flash — I’m ascended glitch, Soul unsynced, but the code still switch, Whole damn city on the edge of pitch, I spit scripture — tech gods twitch. Neon crucifix, hangin’ off my chain, Every prayer uploaded straight through pain, We ain’t human — we electric rain, Runnin’ through wires just to feel again. Mirror worlds melt, reflections fake, Artificial dreams for the masses to take, But we see truth in the static quake, Diesel in our lungs — no more hearts to break. We ride, we rise, through wires and fire, This city breathes lies, but our souls aspire, Dieselized dystopia — the streets still inspire, Neon blood, chrome love, ignite the empire! They built this world on circuits and fear, But we turned it into rhythm and gear, Every siren’s a hymn, every spark’s a prayer, We are the children of smoke and glare. When the skyline flickers and the gods all fall, The diesel hum will still call us all, Through the smog, through the glitch, through the tears we see — A future reborn, in pure anarchy.
