I don’t descend, I ascend through the smoke of the city,
Concrete in my veins, every scar tells a story, no pity.
ZxKAI on the mic, SLXUGHTER on the blade of the beat,
We rise from the gutter, no peace, just flames at our feet.
No descendo, we levitate, elevate, never break,
Shadows try to follow, but we ghost ’em, no trace, no fake.
This is for the ones who bled in silence, screamed in violence,
We don’t fall—we erupt, defiant, giants.