Verse 1 I walked in, whole room froze when I touched the floor, Talk cheap 'til it's knockin' at your front door. Built from the dirt where the hustlers pray, Now the same blocks echo every word I say. I don't chase crowns—I let the throne come close, Every move calculated, never showin' my notes. Pressure make diamonds, pressure made beasts, Now I'm eatin' with the lions while they starve in the streets. My circle move silent, let the outcome talk, One spark light the fuse, now the whole town walk. You can copy the image, can't duplicate scars, I was forged in the fire, y'all were built in the blogs. Every line heavyweight, every bar got impact, You throw jabs—I throw freight trains off the dispatch. Still stand tall when the lights all fade, 'Cause legends ain't born... they're forged in the flame. Pre-Chorus Ain't no peace when the wolves get fed, Talk that smoke, better duck your head. Steel in the soul, we was built for war, Every scar got a body on the score. My ink leave toe tags 'fore the hook even drop, My pen throw haymakers, your whole camp stop. If the beat got a pulse, then the block gon' riot... Thirty-six chambers—every verse bring violence! Chorus STEP BACK!! (Gang Vocals) STEP BACK!! When the real ones move... better STEP BACK!! War cry! (HEY!) War cry! (HEY!) Whole squad mobbin'—ain't no standby! Step back! (Step back!) Stand down! (Stand down!) Kings in the buildin'—we shut shit down! STEP BACK!! (Gang Vocals) STEP BACK!! Verse 2 I sharpen every syllable, my tongue like forged steel, Built inside the furnace where the weak don't heal. Chess moves only—every pawn get revealed, You swing for applause, I swing to kill the appeal. Smoke in the air, let the vultures all circle, My bars leave cracks in the concrete they worship. Every page got fingerprints from the struggle, Every verse throw elbows in the middle of the huddle. I don't chase legends—I become what they quote, Every line sink ships, every word keep afloat. Built for the storm while they pray for the coast, I feast with the wolves while they hide with the goats. Iron in the lungs, I breathe fire in the booth, Every punchline land like undeniable proof. When the smoke finally clears and they ask who survived... Tell 'em bars don't lie—only legends stay alive. Pre-Chorus Ain't no peace when the wolves get fed, Talk that smoke, better duck your head. Steel in the soul, we was built for war, Every scar got a body on the score. My ink leave toe tags 'fore the hook even drop, My pen throw haymakers, your whole camp stop. If the beat got a pulse, then the block gon' riot... Thirty-six chambers—every verse bring violence! Chorus STEP BACK!! (Gang Vocals) STEP BACK!! When the real ones move... better STEP BACK!! War cry! (HEY!) War cry! (HEY!) Whole squad mobbin'—ain't no standby! Step back! (Step back!) Stand down! (Stand down!) Kings in the buildin'—we shut shit down! STEP BACK!! (Gang Vocals) STEP BACK!! Verse 3 I made pain pay rent—now success live here, Never chased a seat... I built my own chair. Every loss taught lessons, every lesson brought leverage, Now my bars age better than expensive beverages. Y'all rent the image—I own every brick, Truth hit harder when it's wrapped in a slick. I don't raise my voice... I just raise the stakes, Funny how pressure separate diamonds from the fakes. Every verse got fingerprints from survival itself, Can't buy what I earned—it ain't sittin' on a shelf. My pen been a weapon long before the applause, I was built by the grind—not the internet gods. When they study this run, they'll remember the name, Not because I talked loud—but because I brought flames. The beat died smilin'... I just wrote its revival, Legends don't retire... they just run outta rivals. Final Chorus (Gang Vocals ×2) STEP BACK!! (Gang Vocals) STEP BACK!! When the real ones move... better STEP BACK!! War cry! (HEY!) War cry! (HEY!) Whole squad mobbin'—ain't no standby! Step back! (Step back!) Stand down! (Stand down!) Kings in the buildin'—we shut shit down! STEP BACK!! (Gang Vocals) STEP BACK!! Outro (Beat strips down to drums and bass. Layer gang vocals in the background.) Step back... Stand down... Legends don't retire... They just run outta rivals... (Beat cuts.)
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