LIFT THE FUCK UP – PRIMAL PRINCESS CARRY

[Intro – heartbeat + distant growl] thump… thump… Uhhhhhh… NO BRAIN… JUST MASS… [Verse 1] I was skin and doubt Counting numbers in my head While the iron waited silent At the foot of my bed You flex your IQ Like it’s something divine But I flex my chest And bend space and time My synapse fires From pec to psoas To quads in ignition No cerebral process No hesitation No overthinking Just blood in the muscle And protein drinking [Pre-Chorus] You talk smart I move weight You calculate I dominate [Chorus – Big Hook] LIFT THE FUCK UP PRIMAL PRINCESS CARRY WHICH IS HEAVIER — THAT DUMBBELL OR MY LOVE VERY LIFT THE FUCK UP NO THOUGHTS ABOVE CRUSHED BY AFFECTION OVERLOADED WITH LOVE [Verse 2] My brain is optional My chest is law When I lock this embrace You feel the raw Not violence Not rage Just gravitational stage You measure IQ I measure plates You hesitate I accelerate [Mid Section – Japanese Whisper → Growl] （囁き） しゅきしゅき… 大好き… （爆発） SU KI SU KI DEATH HOLD [Breakdown 1] NO CEREBRUM ALL MUSCLE TRANSMISSION CHEST TO PSOAS QUADS IGNITION LIFT. THE. FUCK. UP. [Verse 3 – Heavier] UH-OH That dumbbell Or my love WHICH. IS. HEAVIER. I don’t throw I overflow With mass affection undertow Princess carry of the jungle king But I’m the beast in everything [Slow Crushing Section] Hold you tight Till the world goes white Not broken bones Just pressure delight Glasses crack From pec impact But it’s just love In overact [Final Massive Breakdown – 5min mark想定] MY SYNAPSE IS A DEADLIFT SIGNAL FROM CHEST TO HIP TO THIGH NO BRAIN NO FEAR NO WHY ONLY WEIGHT ONLY LOVE LIFT THE FUCK UP [Outro – fading growl] WHICH IS HEAVIER… …my love…