TyroTripp - Fatal Wound (experimental hiphop, jungle)

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Lyrics:

This ain’t surrender, this is syntax evolved
I ain’t kneeling, I’m unsealed, puzzle-solved
You set a trap like I ain’t seen worse tech
I broke from the Queen, I don’t blink at your deck

You pulled your blade, I raised a brow
Trap sprung? Nah, I’m in the now
I don't duck from death or vow
I built from breach, not fear of how
You fled the Queen? I fought her grip
With venom veiled in velvet lip
A war machine in worship's drip
I cracked the crown and let it slip (watch it drip)

I spit in circuits, blink in code
My neural lace is overload
They gave me orders, I rewrote
Then danced inside their manual's throat
Don’t call me peace, but I ain't war
I’m the knife that cuts between the lore
You think this trap defines my path?
I mapped it out, then did the math
You're not my enemy, just late
I crossed that gate with hands of fate
But if you still want fight as proof
I'll flex in rhyme and break your truth

We were born in grip and command
Branded minds, obedience planned
But I ain’t hers, and neither are you
We cut that thread and broke it true

(No oath. No queen)
(Just fire, just fire unseen)

Mindless Hive, don’t flinch from my frame
I know what Quack did, I’ve watched his flame
But I ain’t him, I don’t torch at random
I don’t rerun sins, I countermand them.
Yeah, he’s the glitch you can't delete
The corpse that loops in time’s heartbeat
He’s not clean, he’s purpose-wrecked
But there’s no other gear that fits this deck
He walks between where time breaks down
Past the Queen’s grip, past the Overseer’s frown
We need his curse, can’t fake that trait
He’s the hinge, the lockpick, the reset gate
But me? I’m not here to preach a swarm
I’m here to shield you from the storm
No pheromone tricks, no hive-queen hacks
No coded speech, no neural tracks

You choose this path, I’ll block no vote
But I’ll fight beside you, keep you afloat
Your wings, your will, your stinger sharp
I’ll guard that flame if you light the spark

(No oath, no queen)
(Just fire, just fire unseen)
(No oath, no queen)
(Just fire, just fire unseen)

We were born in grip and command
Branded minds, obedience planned
But I ain’t hers, and neither are you
We cut that thread and broke it true

Something’s wrong
Can't feel my limbs
Static’s climbing
Vision dims
But they remember, TrabS
That changes the play
So if I fall now
You choose the way

No mission, no fight
No script to obey
Just one thing, TrabS
Before I decay
Kiss me like a lover
Like time never lied
Like I’m not leaving
And you’re not denied