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Chaos Pays the Rent lyrics
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Intro
Boots crunch broken glass, alley reeks of piss Sirens wail, blood dried black on my fists
Verse 1
Eviction notice bleeding red on the door Fridge got echoes, roaches wage war Mama on her knees, praying to a dead line I’m sixteen with a Glock, moving dimes in the grime Cops roll slow, flashlights hunt like wolves One twitch wrong, chalk outline on the asphalt Strap under the hoodie, cash knotted in socks Chaos pays the rent, that’s the only tick-tock
Chorus
Chaos pays the rent, blood stains on my grip Corporate towers choke while I stack my bricks Smash they marble halls, torch they corner suites From the trap to the throne, I’m the king of these streets
Verse 2
They wear silk nooses, kiss boots for a check Cubicle coffins, fluorescent shipwreck Boss man in his throne, stealing souls by the hour Overtime graveyard, trading life for his power Seen my brother trade the block for a badge and a tie Now he swallow pills at night just to silence the cry They want me in slacks, selling lies on a screen I’d rather sling death than rot in that machine
Bridge 1
Mirror cracked the day I buttoned that shirt Felt my ancestors spit, felt the concrete burn Nine-to-five prison, trading breath for a cage I ripped that tie off, set my spirit ablaze
Verse 3
Let the whole grid burn, watch the tickers bleed red Glass rain from the towers, hear the suits beg for bread They hoard billions high while kids starve in the cold I took back my hours, turned chaos to gold No more bowing down, no more begging for scraps I run these blocks now, hear the war drums clap Rent paid in full with the weight of my rage Chaos is my kingdom, I turned pain to wage
Chorus
Chaos pays the rent, blood stains on my grip Corporate towers choke while I stack my bricks Smash they marble halls, torch they corner suites From the trap to the throne, I’m the king of these streets
Verse 4
Labels talk millions, but the contract got chains They want the image clean, not the months in the rain Want the flex on the gram, not the nights in the trap Not the cold ramen bowls, not the strap in my lap I learned receipts cut deeper than loud replies Quiet moves in the dark with the devil’s eyes Every loss was tuition, every scar was a class Now I teach the system with a brick and a match
Bridge 2
Alarms scream loud, security rush the gate I’m already ghost with the bag and the hate They can keep they pensions, keep they golden lies I got freedom in fire, watch the empire die
Verse 5
Sun rise red over the smoke and the ash Same blocks, new crown, no more begging for cash I still feel the weight, but I carry it proud Built my throne from the wreckage, scream my name to the crowd When the next storm hits, I don’t duck or hide I stand in the lightning, let the chaos provide World can crack open, I keep building my path Chaos pays forever, I mastered the math
Chorus
Chaos pays the rent, blood stains on my grip Corporate towers choke while I stack my bricks Smash they marble halls, torch they corner suites From the trap to the throne, I’m the king of these streets
Chorus
Chaos pays the rent, blood stains on my grip Corporate towers choke while I stack my bricks Smash they marble halls, torch they corner suites From the trap to the throne, I’m the king of these streets
Outro
Rain keeps falling, but the crown stays lit Chaos paid the rent, now the rebel won’t quit
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Boots crunch broken glass, alley reeks of piss Sirens wail, blood dried black on my fists
Chaos pays the rent, blood stains on my grip Corporate towers choke while I stack my bricks
Rain keeps falling, but the crown stays lit Chaos paid the rent, now the rebel won’t quit
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