Bayt production Crowbar in My Skull

My teeth are steel, but I crack concrete with my chest
Windows full of smoke, it chews the room and eats the rest
You came here for fear, so take this weight and wear the dent
Scratches on my wrist like a warning sign that never bends

Pulse hits like a sledge, every rib got rented pain
Each step lands like a strike, I come through and break your frame
On my tongue, bitter metal, on my face, a deadpan stare
I don’t crawl up to you, I hit the floor and split the air

Clench your fists
Let the latch slip
Don’t tell me “stop
You’re already in it

Push and crush
Push and crush
Got a crowbar in my skull
Push and crush

Push and crush
Push and crush
You won’t catch my footsteps
Just the thunder in the dark

On the machine, my rage comes down in sparks across the floor
Every line I spit lands hard, like a bolt slammed through your door
You loved that cold until I cut the power at the source
Now your clean-cut front is just a busted final form

I burn this row like cable, send the shock straight through the wire
No need for a crown, I drag a storm behind the grinder
If you plant yourself in front of me, you’ll stay where you were found
Like a frame left in the wreck when all the walls come crashing down

Quiet
Hear that?
That’s not sleep
It’s the tired world pinned under my boot

One spark
One hit
And in the iron
Only the mark sticks

Push and crush
Push and crush
Got a crowbar in my skull
Push and crush

Push and crush
Push and crush
You won’t catch my footsteps
Just the thunder in the dark