Yeah
I’m that tantrum trapped in a cramped apartment
Black cloud heart that’s a cancerous garnish
Snap then bark every rant is a scar print
Hands red-marked from the slams on the hard brick
Jaw clench vein pop brain like a car wreck
Brake lights flashin’in my back of the cortex
I don’t beg peace I just bleed through the storm stress
Teeth grind steel I could chew through a war vest
Clock tick toxic locked in a raw fit
Talk slick Drop-kick optics off sockets
Dog sick froth drip mob-built carnage
Conscience Off switch Logic Garbage
I’m in a pressure cooker hissin’at the lid (yeah)
Whole damn room finna blow when I flip (when I flip)
You don’t really want what’s livin’in my ribs
All this rage in a cage I’ma crack that crib
Pressure cooker every thought too loud
Every scar shout back can’t calm me down (nah)
Push one button I black that out
You lit that fuse now stand your ground (stand your ground)
Words bang heads like I’m swingin’a brass jaw
Past on my back like a stack of the bad calls
Laugh at the pain till it snaps and the mask falls
Then I turn calm men into ash on a asphalt
Pent-up venom in my ventricles vent
Sentence after sentence like a prison was built in my chest
Serpents in the syllables I’m sizzlin’breath
Send a cynical epilogue I’m killin’what’s left
I don’t need peace talks speeches or deep talks
I need these cheap shots reachin’your weak spot
Feed off each thought diesel in heat hot
Breathin’in beef exhale and the street stops (hey!)
I’m in a pressure cooker hissin’at the lid
Whole damn room finna blow when I flip
You don’t really want what’s livin’in my ribs
All this rage in a cage I’ma crack that crib
Pressure cooker every thought too loud
Every scar shout back can’t calm me down
Push one button I black that out
You lit that fuse now stand your ground
