Lyrics
[Intro] … You really thought you could test me? That’s adorable. [Verse 1] I don’t need your respect, keep your dead-eyed glare, Akira pressure buildin’, psychic static in the air. Chainsaw Man in the verse, I tear through your moral code, You preach loyalty online while your own friends know you fold. You sit on paper thrones, counterfeit king behavior, Like Konan with six billion sheets, too late to pray for saviors. (That scene was insane) Tried to play me like Neferpitou watching Gon transcend, Jajanken charged up... one swing and it’s the end. [Pre-Hook] Kaneki mask on, now the hunger’s fully grown, Your mind starts breaking… go ahead and start counting. [Hook] Fire spread straight through the source, Devil’s Footprints when I move, Tried peace first, now your whole side got something to lose. No remorse the way I swing, cut clean through ‘em like Gally, Funny how they talk online then go silent in the alley. You stack contradictions on contradictions when you talk, Like Dandadan blending aliens and spirits into one plot. (But I still love it) Every step already mapped, that Rimuru way of thinking, Bring ten thousand with you... they’ll still end annihilated. [Verse 2] Whole room froze still the second that I locked in, Pressure so heavy it felt straight outta JoJo scenes. (Why are they always posing like that?) Everybody want smoke, like it’s Sakamoto Days, Whole crowd acting killer till a real one enters. Thought the gap was narrow till the overtime hit, Now every weak point shining clear like Nanami’s ratio splits. I could be like Griffith and corrupt the one you love, But you know I'm a rapper, not a monster, that's enough. (…nah, that’s too far) [Bridge] So... You still wanna test me now? After all that? Heh... Should’ve stayed quiet. [Final Hook] Bassline brutal, got ‘em backpedal battlin’ panic, Blue Lock bloodlust, big ego, built for the goal. Death Note diction, dead men written in seconds, Can’t forget to give the Shinigami his apples. Chrome-plated chaos, got that Edgerunner energy, Laugh now, flatline later, cyberpsycho tendencies. Room full of hunters till the black spiders descendin’, Phantom Troupe pressure got the whole crowd second-guessin’. Black Clover chants while the bass keep blastin’ backwards, Anti-magic aura make your whole style stagger. Still smirkin’ stupid while the whole ground start breakin’, Saiyajin screams in the back got the whole set shakin’. Your whole crew start screaming hoorah, Watch me pull one hand back… KA-ME-HA-ME-HAAAAAAAA!!!