Not My Bag, Baby

(Verse 1)

Slide through smoke with fists like flames

In bell-bottom vengeance, he don’t play games

Soul survivor, underground king

Got a boot to the system and a fist in the ring

(Pre-Chorus)

Dynamite fury, born from the streets

Taking down jive turkeys and crooked elites

No kung-fu clown's gonna hold him down

He’s the baddest blast in this burnout town

(Chorus)

It’s *not my bag, baby* — I don’t wear your chains

I carve truth through the lies, ignite rebel flames

Don’t need your groove if your soul’s on lease

I fight with funk and rage till the chaos finds peace

(Verse 2)

He’s the legend they whisper, the ghost in their fear

With a glare like thunder and kicks like spears

Takes down the system one villain at a time

With the heart of a panther and a justice so prime

(Bridge – breakdown with a gritty riff)

You sold the streets, we took 'em back

Your polished lies meet soul attack

Your disco dreams? A funeral track

This dojo's burned and we ain’t lookin’ back!

(Chorus – repeat, shout it out)

It’s *not my bag, baby* — I don’t wear your chains

I carve truth through