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THIS THAT HARDCORE SHIT
- concrete sweats oil where the weak shit evaporates
- gutter flow thick, clogs drains, suffocates
- saw a poser flinch, reflex faster than truth
- knuckles split on brick, aint no fuckin' youth
- cheap perfume stings mixed with piss alley steam
- aint ambiance. Its the fuckin' baseline dream
- fake thug facade cracks, plaster dust thin
- shows the scared kid hidin' the same fuckin' skin
- heard a hard track whine, synth strings crybaby clean
- sounded like safety scissors cuttin' magazine scenes
- this aint melody. Its a brick through plate glass
- Impact fractures silence, leaves jagged fuckin' mass
- respect they demand, earned on sight
- not studio lies burnin' fake neon light
- real sweat stench hangs where the real fights ignite
- no scripted outcome. just who walks upright
- saw a chain snatched once. flash gold, desperate cling
- wasnt the loss hurt. was the emptiness it bring
- symbol hollow, rattles like loose change cheap
- true weights the scar tissue buried fuckin' deep
- this is lung collapse, blood vessel burst
- voice raw as gravel spread over fresh dug dirt
- no scab hidin' the infected wound
- just the real fuckin' sound of gettin' typhoid ruined
- stage lights blind, good. burns the fuckin' fraud
- exposes the tremor in the hands playin' god
- this aint entertainment. Its open fuckin' vein
- spillin' truths nobody wants, permanent stain
- they talk pain soft focus, pastel filtered blur
- this pain grinds teeth down, constant low snarl
- embedded like shrapnel, moves when the bone shifts
- no cathartic release. just the fuckin' abyss
- that manufactured edge is a plastic serrated knife
- breaks on first contact, costs a fuckin' life
- this edge is flint struck, sparks burnin' bone dry
- Ignites the whole fuckin' frame before you die
- the silence after? thicker than clotting blood
- echoes the impact, the final fuckin' thud
- no encore curtain. just the empty lot cleared
- proof real shit happened. witnessed. and fuckin' feared
- this aint a request. Its a fuckin' fact
- hardcore aint bought. Its the shit you can't take back
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