this is a cipher *Rockin’ for the steel, rockin’ for the chrome…* *Bring the needle down…”* *(scratch: “fresh—fresh—flesh—new flesh”)* --- **[Verse 1 – low, smoky]** Gel on my palms, I press ’em to the wax Trace the waver lithograph—track the future back Midnight lab, my skin hums a hex Forget what I was, the code just reflects I read the folds in my knuckles like a map You call it scripture, I call it a trap Before the implants, before the white coats I was a ghost in the margin of an old prayer note --- **[Scratch –]** *“the margin… the margin… break!”* --- **[Verse 2 – quicker, harder]** Now my tongue tastes copper, my blood’s a wire Voices overlap—a collective choir You quote a verse you never learned I see the letters glow, twist, turn You laugh: “It’s just a test, kid, calm down” I feel my grandfather’s ghost in the sound His war, your phone, my feed—all three Braided in the marrow, that’s my pedigree --- **[Chorus – call and response, crew vocals]** We gel‑bath the future (say what?) Floatin’ in a borrowed sky Group hallucinations (all my crew) Timelines knotted—we don’t ask why Past the five senses (uh‑huh) Past the rules that kept us blind We gel‑bath the future **‘Til the old world flatlines—HIT ME** --- **[Break – DJ solo, beat drops to just bass and spray‑can hiss]** --- **[Bridge – spoken, visceral]** I touch your wrist— the colors bend, the frequencies mend Past and present spit and blend Is this grace or just design? If it heals, I don’t care why We are the carriers—subdermal saints Graffiti on the axon, bio‑ink constraints This ain’t religion, it’s a tighter wire We are the signal and the choir of liars **Tellin’ truth through the static** --- **[Verse 3 – aggressive, abstract]** I etch my name in the wetware fold Waver lithograph—cold as gold My body’s a boombox, bones are the crates I spin the future before it’s made You see an implant, I see a tag My crew’s a circuit, my beat’s a bag Of salt and copper, flesh and code We break on the edge where the real explodes --- **[Scratch –]** *“explodes… explodes… b‑boy… b‑boy… break…”* --- **[Final Chorus – full cipher]** We gel‑bath the future (rock it) Floatin’ in a borrowed sky Group hallucinations (all my tribe) Timelines knotted—we don’t ask why Beyond human senses (say word) Past the rules that kept us blind We gel‑bath the future **And I feel—almost—divine—UHH** --- **[Outro – beat slows, fades]** *(scratches: “new flesh… new flesh… future…”)* *(subway rumble, spray can shaking)* “Cipher’s done. The train’s comin’.” *(beat ends on a needle drag)*
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