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Title: “danced with the reaper, death’s twisted tango”

If my words cut deep, you should’ve worn a shield,
I spit truth so raw, it’ll make your life recoil.
You want me to sugarcoat? Nah, I came to kill,
Life’s a warzone—ain’t no peace in this hell.

But here I stand, still breathin’ through the smoke,
Bullet grazed my temple, now I walk with a choke,
World’s a rotten place, but I’m grindin’ through the pain,
Fear’s just a ghost I dragged to the light to destroy.

I’ve danced with the reaper, done death’s twisted tango,
Blown up, broken bones, but the scars? They make me whole.
You think trauma slows me? Nah, it’s fuel for my soul—
I’m a phoenix in the flames, “What the fuck you waiting for?

The world’s a clownhouse, but I’m the one with the knife,
So if my words strike chords, it’s the devil’s own vibe.
Man up or shut up, this world’s already fucked,
*I’m the real motherfucker, no holding back, I am what I spit.”*

“Afraid of nothing, I’m limitless,
Sky’s my reach, hell’s my playground, no limits.
Names don’t break me, I’m a fortress of steel,
Honesty’s my crown—get the right friends or get real.

They throw stones till my spine’s full of cracks,
But I laugh ’cause those rocks just make me smile back.
“Sticks and stones”—fools think they’ll break me?
I built my spine from their life, now I’m unbreakable.

You want me to bend? I’ve got a spine made of bling,
Every scar’s a lyric, every wound’s a flex.
I’m the truth in a world of fake news and regret,
Ain’t no puppet on a string—I cut my own path, no map.

If your the honesty, that’s on your ego’s shrine,
I’m the vaccine for the lies, the antidote to fake.
They tried to bury me, but the casket was thin,
Now I’m a ghost in the machine, hackin’ the game from within.

You want fearless? Here’s the dictionary—I’m the page.
No filter, no fluff—just raw, uncut rage.
The world said, “Kneel,” but I built a throne from its shame,
Now I reign over the ashes of my own damnation’s name.

“Afraid of nothing, I’m limitless,
Sky’s my ceiling, hell’s my playground, no limits.
Names don’t break me, I’m a fortress of steel,
Honesty’s my crown—get the right friends or get real.

Man up or shut up, this world’s already fucked up,
I’m the real motherfucker, no cap—I am what I spit.”
Man up or shut up, this world’s already fucked,
"I’m the real motherfucker, no cap—I am what I spit.”

You want me soft? I’m horror story on loop,
Ain’t no “both sides”—I’m the side that won’t stop.
The system’s a joke, but I’m the punchline they fear,
Every insecurity, I weaponize to fuel your tear.

I’m the bad dream you can’t wake up from,
Ain’t no “tough luck”—I’m the luck that burns towns.
So if my words offend? You already knew.
This ain’t a speech—it’s a war cry. Now what?