[Intro] Knuckles split Blood on my lip Talk is cheap I don’t owe you shit (yeah) [Verse 1] You got tweets, I got teeth in the concrete You got smoke, I got scars that don’t bleed All bark, all caps, all screen, that’s weak I swung first at the fear in me, that’s real beef Pull up, I don’t need a backline, stand alone Heart like a landmine wired in my bones You run your mouth ‘til it’s dust in your throat I bit through the chain when they tightened the rope [Pre-Chorus] You wanna see war? Step in the circle I don’t do threats, I do reversal Every bruise on my body rehearsed this Every crack in my fist wrote curses (fuck it) [Chorus] I don’t talk, bitch, I swing Let the pain ring, let the pain ring If you really want hell, step in We can bleed ‘til we both stop flinching I don’t bark, I bite skin Let the bone sing, let the bone sing You got words, I got hits that sting I don’t talk, bitch, I swing (I swing) [Verse 2] Steel toes on the floor, that’s church Every stomp on your doubt, that hurts You pray big, but you move like prey I stay pissed, I was built this way Every time that they said “sit still” I broke chairs, broke rules, broke will You call names, I collect chipped teeth Wear ‘em round my neck like a fucking wreath [Pre-Chorus] You wanna throw shots? Aim at the target I don’t do safe, I do carnage Every cut on my knuckles is carved in Every word that you spit gets starved then [Chorus] I don’t talk, bitch, I swing Let the pain ring, let the pain ring If you really want hell, step in We can bleed ‘til we both stop flinching I don’t bark, I bite skin Let the bone sing, let the bone sing You got words, I got hits that sting I don’t talk, bitch, I swing (swing, swing) [Bridge] Say less Hit first (hit first) Whole world Gets worse I’m here Bare nerves No fear Just verbs Crack jaw Split earth One shot What’s worth? If it’s war Don’t speak Swing hard Dig deep (fuck!) [Chorus] I don’t talk, bitch, I swing Let the pain ring, let the pain ring If you really want hell, step in We can bleed ‘til we both stop flinching I don’t bark, I bite skin Let the bone sing, let the bone sing You got words, I got hits that sting I don’t talk, bitch, I swing (I swing)

rap, Aggressive rap-rock / nu metal hybrid with female vocals. Gritty distorted guitars chug in drop tuning, tight halftime drums, and snarling 808-style low end. Verses spit rapid, syncopated bars over stripped, palm-muted riffs; pre-chorus builds tension with toms and shouted gang vocals. Chorus explodes into wide power chords, layered screams and melodic top line. Occasional glitchy electronic stabs and filtered growls under the bridge for maximum impact., alternative rock, rock, electronic, hard rock, nu metal

Teeth In The Concrete