Blood on the Grip — AI-generated cover art
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Blood on the Grip

dark trapaggressive rapdistorted 808 bass2:26
0:002:26
Lyrics

Every word, written by AI.

Verse 1
Step in the cipher with wrath in my chest
Pushing the redline, no room for no rest
Shadowy figures they watch from the side
Running their mouths with nowhere left to hide
Heavy the bass when it cracks through the floor
Kicking the lock, coming right through the door
Whispering lies, think I don't see the signs
Catching you slipping right over the lines

Chorus
Blood on the grip, teeth in the dust
Burning down every bridge built out of trust
Blood on the grip, hear the engine ignite
We hunting the phantoms all through the night
Swing with the fury, no pulling the punch
Chewing 'em up for a mid-afternoon lunch
Blood on the grip, no surrender, no truce
Unleashing the rage and we letting it loose!

Verse 2
You wanted smoke, now you choke on the flame
Screaming and begging to wipe out your name
Snakes in the grass got chopped with the blade
Count up the debts that you never have paid
Eyes turning black, heart beating in red
Sleep with one open, remember what's said
Never forgive, never let that shit slide
Nowhere in this town that you can go hide

Chorus
Blood on the grip, teeth in the dust
Burning down every bridge built out of trust
Blood on the grip, hear the engine ignite
We hunting the phantoms all through the night
Swing with the fury, no pulling the punch
Chewing 'em up for a mid-afternoon lunch
Blood on the grip, no surrender, no truce
Unleashing the rage and we letting it loose!

Bridge
Snarl in the shadows, snap like a trap
Put this whole city right back on the map
Try taking mine and I tear you apart
Stripping the beat right out of your heart!

Chorus
Blood on the grip, teeth in the dust
Burning down every bridge built out of trust
Blood on the grip, hear the engine ignite
We hunting the phantoms all through the night
Swing with the fury, no pulling the punch
Chewing 'em up for a mid-afternoon lunch
Blood on the grip, no surrender, no truce
Unleashing the rage and we letting it loose!

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