Intro] breath tight in a ribcage... anger sparks but I don’t engage... [Verse 1] Insult hits the street like a boot to my speech, I reach for a breach in the heat it impeaches, Each twitch in my fist gets dismissed by the script I enlist when my grip starts to clench it, Leeching reaction, I fracture the faction of impulse that drafts every crash into action, I ration attention, extension of tension gets censored the second it mentions combustion, I’m trusting the hush in the muscle that rushes to punish but suddenly stutters to nothing, A buffet of fury but I cut every serving, observing the urge like a surgeon removing what’s urgent, Burning the bridge that my temper was building, I’m killing the impulse that lives in my instincts Filling the space where the silence was missing, I’m listening different, I’m shifting my mission, This isn’t surrender, it’s sentence revision—my judgment is prison, I pick the decision. [Hook] Hold the line in my mind, let the fire decline, No crime in the time that I heed and align, I define what is mine, let the outside unwind, I refine every bind till my thoughts are aligned. [Verse 2] Breath by breath I patrol my control like a pole in a storm when the cold starts to fold me, Old me would bolt, now I hold what I told me—no rage gets a vote when it tries to enroll me, Scroll through the moment like code I decode it, explode the false load that was trying to own me, Only the duty I choose is the ruler, not rumor, not fever, not fury that grew me, I do what is true when the view turns to ruin, I move through that ruin but it cannot move me, Proving that thought is a sword that I sheath, not a wreath for a grief that I breathe underneath, Each teeth-clenched second gets measured and checked like a debt that gets settled by silence and breath, Death of the impulse that begged to be weapon, I step in the lesson, the stress is a message, Marcus in method—not quoted but threaded in choices where voices get lessened and leveled, Devil in detail gets dismantled slowly, I only control what is shown and is solely me. [Outro] Storm in the skin but the center is still, I don’t break the will—I redirect it until... [Hook] Hold the line in my mind, let the fire decline, No crime in the time that I heed and align, I define what is mine, let the outside unwind, I refine every bind till my thoughts are aligned.
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