Yo, check the clock, I'm here to clash swords,
Better speak up—what's your last words?

This ain't your time to pause, the mic is mine to claim,
Headshots to the beat, I'm steady taking aim.
Grave digger vision, I bury tracks alive,
Harsh truth, no escape, ain't no place to hide.
Battlegrounds in my chest, adrenaline ignite,
Sharp tongue, spit flames in the dead of night.

Any last words before your legacy fades?
Tick-tock goes the clock, this ain't no charade.
Lines cut deep like blades, destined to scar,
I’m the creature in the dark, the lone superstar.

Pressure mounting, each word is a tombstone,
I'm a beast unleashed, built in fire and bone.
Think quick, time slips in the haze you weave,