Yeah bruv…

Can’t cage this flame …

Still play your game...

Reload that, reload that…

Can’t cage this flame, I combust in the frame

Pressure build up, I erupt through the pain

Clockwork mind, never stuck in the same

Every bar calibrated, cut from the grain

I was bred in the dark where the sparks still gleam

Cold nights, bright thoughts, sharp routine

Eyes wide open when the past still screams

Turn scars into fuel, now the fast lane beams

No gimmick, no bluff, no pause, no break

I’m torque on the clutch when the road vibrates

They talk like they’re up but they fold, they fake

I ghost through the system, no trace, no plate

I been loading the work while they load excuses

I sharpen the blade while they choose their uses

Mind stays clear when the mood gets ruthless

Every loss turned gain, that’s alchemy, stupid

They want a piece but they don’t want strain

They want the shine, not the weight I trained

I don’t bend, I don’t break, I don’t play that lane

Can’t cage this flame, still play your game

Can’t cage this flame, still play your game

I rise through smoke while you chase that fame

Heart too lit, I don’t stay contained

Can’t cage this flame, still play your game

Can’t cage this flame, still play your game

I move too quick for the rules you made

Live wire soul, I don’t stay restrained

Can’t cage this flame, still play your game

I’m friction and force when the tempo spikes

Redline thoughts, see the world in lights

Every setback fed to the engine twice

Now my presence alone got the whole room tight

I don’t wait on luck, I create my breaks

Blueprint mind, no copy-paste

I see ten moves when they see one play

I’m already gone when they contemplate

No fear in my chest, just a militant drive

Still breathing pressure, still willing to climb

They sleep on the grind, I’m killing the time

Turn minutes to legends, I live in the prime

They talk real loud but they move real slow

I been ten toes down in the truth I wrote

If the door stay shut, I remove the bolt

If the rules feel dead, I reload the code

Syllables ricochet, piston-kick cadence

Split-second diction, precision-cut statements

Lip-lock velocity, spit stays flagrant

Trip-wire rhythm, I slip through the placement

Carbon-fiber lungs when I run through the phrase

Barrel-roll vowels, I double-time stress

T-cells ticking in cellular ways

I bend every bar till the structure gets stretched

Cross-thread sentences, consonant stacks

Clockwork jaw with the tactical snap

Back-to-back patterns collapsing the map

Breath control brutal, I’m rationing gaps

No stutter, no stumble, the tongue never slips

I juggle the syntax while juggling kicks

Neural-net flows when I spit from the ribs

Every line live-wired, none of it’s clipped

Trip-tongue, twist-talk, breakneck pace

I lace syllable spirals, escape the chase

If the beat’s a cage, I vibrate the gates

Can’t hold this heat — I incinerate space

Breathless rhetoric, kinetic sentences, pressure’s embedded in pelvis and chest

Relentless momentum, I sever the second, the millisecond never gets rest

Vowel-to-consonant combat, I’m locking the pattern and fracturing sense

Tongue like a weapon, I’m dumping the clip in a single continuous breath

Cadence is criminal, syllables sprinting like fugitives out of the gate

I’m running the beat like a raid with no warning, no mercy, no space to escape

Larynx on fire, diaphragm wired, the rhythm’s a permanent threat

I don’t inhale till the bar line collapses and silence is forced to respect

Syntax is snapping, semantic attacks, every accent a slap to the ear

I weaponise grammar, dismantle the tempo, leave language in panic and fear

Pulse never dropping, I’m surfing the BPM edge with a surgical step

Sixteen bars flat, no oxygen taken, just venom and voltage and depth

Triplet-over-four, I’m splitting the grid

Jaw moves mechanical, mouth never slid

Quantized aggression, I glitched every syllable mid

Sound like a machine that learned how to live

Left brain counting while the right brain floods

Two tempos colliding inside of my blood

I don’t need chains, I don’t need cages

I don’t need praise from familiar faces

I don’t need luck, I align with patience

Built from fire, refined through danger

Can’t cage this flame (nah), still play your game (yeah)

I cut through smoke while you fade away

Heart too lit, I don’t stay contained

Can’t cage this flame, still play your game

Can’t cage this flame (reload), still play your game

Every loss I took just paved my lane

Live wire soul, I don’t stay restrained

Can’t cage this flame — still play your game

Can’t cage it…

Can’t cage it…

Still play your game bruv…