[Intro – whispered, distorted] Yeah… Own it or die in it. Fuck the rest. [Verse 1] Born in the dirt, raised on the edge of the blade I don’t ask for permission, I don’t beg, I invade My life is a weapon I sharpen every night While y’all still praying for somebody to make it right I carved my name in the bone of the world No cosign, no handout, no soft little girl You talk about “we,” I talk about me This empire’s built on the blood of the free Watch me move like a ghost through the static and smoke Every step is a threat, every breath is a joke You wanted a soldier? You got a fucking war I don’t share the throne, I don’t open the door [Chorus] How you like that? I own every scar, every scar is a map How you like that? Your opinion’s a corpse in the back of my trap How you like that? I don’t need your love, I don’t need your clap How you like that? My life, my rules — everyone else can fuck off [Verse 2] Drill in the chest, horror in the head I sleep with the demons, they make my bed No soft landing, no second chance I set the fire and I dance in the ash You measure your worth by the likes and the views I measure mine by the bodies I refuse To carry, to save, to explain, to soothe I’m the only god left in this fucking booth Chains on my neck? Nah, chains on my mind I broke every link, left the weak ones behind Your circle is tight? Mine’s a noose in the dark I cut it myself and I wear the mark [Chorus] How you like that? I own every scar, every scar is a map How you like that? Your opinion’s a corpse in the back of my trap How you like that? I don’t need your love, I don’t need your clap How you like that? My life, my rules — everyone else can fuck off [Bridge – slower, more industrial, spoken under heavy distortion] They said play nice I said play dead They said share the load I said carry your own head This ain’t a movement This is a one-man siege I built the walls Then I burned the bridge [Final Chorus – denser, more aggressive] How you like that? I own every scar, every scar is a map How you like that? Your opinion’s a corpse in the back of my trap How you like that? I don’t need your love, I don’t need your clap How you like that? My life, my rules — everyone else can fuck off [Outro – fading into pure noise] Fuck off… Fuck off… How you like that?
