# INTERNAL COMBUSTION [INTRO] (Heavy industrial humming, distorted bass pulse kicks in) [WHISPER] Cylinder pressure rising... One cycle. Two cycles. Total ignition. [LOW GROWL] Joffytrophy... the spark in the dark. [VERSE 1] [FAST FLOW] Ignition, intuition, the vision of a tactician / Friction in the piston, I’m wishing for the perdition / Listen to the rhythm, the system is a collision / Of precision and incision, I’m splitting the soul’s division / I’m a beast in the grease, never ceasing the peace / I’m releasing the leash, making the industry decease / See the gold on the teeth, but the demon’s underneath / I’m the king of the grief, with the crown and the wreath / I’m a high-octane mane, with the blood in the drain / And the mud in the brain, keep the flood on the chain / I’m a maniac, brainiac, heart like a cardiac / Arrest in the chest, I’m a lyrical aphrodisiac / I’m stacking the racks while I’m dodging the flak / In the back of the black, and I’m never coming back. [CHORUS] [SCREAM] INTERNAL COMBUSTION! THE PRESSURE IS BLOWING THE LID! [DROP GROWL] JOFFYTROPHY, THE TROPHY IS BLOOD AND THE MIDNIGHT GRID! [FAST FLOW] Feed the flame, kill the pain, drive the needle through the vein / In the heavy metal rain, I’m the master of the strain! [SCREAM] INTERNAL COMBUSTION! [VERSE 2] [AGGRESSIVE TRAP FLOW] Look, I came from the gutter with a stutter in the engine / Now I’m hovering over the competition with a vengeance / Mention the name and the room goes silent / The boom in the room makes the mood go violent / I’m a diamond in the rough, made of iron and the stuff / That they couldn’t even handle if they had it in a cuff / I’m a buff with the lyrics, I’m a spirit with a gimmick / No, it’s real life, feel the knife, hear the siren in the mimic / I got money on the mind and the grind on the clock / I’m a ticking time bomb in a gold-plated box / Unlock the potential, the mental is essential / The drive is existential, the flow is influential / I’m the heavy metal trapper, the dapper rap slapper / The end of the chapter for every little wrapper. [CHORUS] [SCREAM] INTERNAL COMBUSTION! THE PRESSURE IS BLOWING THE LID! [DROP GROWL] JOFFYTROPHY, THE TROPHY IS BLOOD AND THE MIDNIGHT GRID! [FAST FLOW] Feed the flame, kill the pain, drive the needle through the vein / In the heavy metal rain, I’m the master of the strain! [SCREAM] INTERNAL COMBUSTION! [VERSE 3] [WHISPER] Dark thoughts in the chamber... [FAST FLOW] Neurotic, chaotic, the logic is toxic / The product is erotic, the profit is exotic / I’m a pilot in the cockpit of a sinking ship / Drinking from the chalice with a bloody upper lip / I’m a menace to the surface, I’m a furnace with a purpose / I’m the nervous energy that’s lurking in the circus / I’m the phantom of the opera with a chopper in the locker / A shocker to the system, I’m a rhythm-based rocker / I don’t follow no rules, I just sharpen the tools / I’m the king of the fools and the master of the pools / Of the ink and the sink and the brink of the edge / I’m jumping off the ledge just to keep to the pledge / Joffytrophy in the marrow, the path is getting narrow / I’m the hunter and the hunted, I’m the bow and the arrow. [BRIDGE] [GUTTURAL] BREAK THE ENGINE! [SCREAM] SHATTER THE FRAME! [GUTTURAL] BURN THE MONEY! [SCREAM] FORGET THE NAME! (Heavy distorted guitar riff breakdown, industrial percussion slams) [LOW GROWL] The combustion is internal... the fire is eternal. One. Two. Three. BLOW! [VERSE 4] [RAPID AGGRESSIVE FLOW] I’m a juggernaut, brother, undercover in the smother / Of the smoke and the mirrors, I’m the son of the mother / Of the chaos and the order, crossing every single border / I’m a hoarder of the pain, I’m the lyrical recorder / See the sparks in the dark when I’m parking the mark / I’m the shark in the park, leave a hole in the heart / I’m a masterpiece, casualty, gravity, depravity / Filling up the cavity with rhythmic savagery / I’m the gold in the pan, I’m the plan in the hand / I’m the man in the sand of a godless land / And I won’t stop, won’t drop, won’t flop / Till I’m sitting on the top of the Joffytrophy shop / I’m the winner, I’m the sinner, I’m the dinner for the beast / I’m the famine and the feast, I’m the west and the east. [CHORUS] [SCREAM] INTERNAL COMBUSTION! THE PRESSURE IS BLOWING THE LID! [DROP GROWL] JOFFYTROPHY, THE TROPHY IS BLOOD AND THE MIDNIGHT GRID! [FAST FLOW] Feed the flame, kill the pain, drive the needle through the vein / In the heavy metal rain, I’m the master of the strain! [SCREAM] INTERNAL COMBUSTION! [OUTRO] [WHISPER] System failure... Compression lost... Joffytrophy... [LOW GROWL] Final... spark... (Industrial feedback fades into silence)
