
Blow Through
trap metal, industrial metal, industrial-leaning metal rap

Blow Through
trap metal, industrial metal, industrial-leaning metal rap
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah…
Turn the lights down, let the strings talk.
I came from the quiet, now the whole world watch.
Every setback sharpened me like steel on rock—
Now I’m steppin’ in the room and the beat go BOOM.
Verse 1
I’m in a zone, no fear in my bones,
I built this shit alone, now I’m takin’ the throne.
They wanted me gone, but I’m breakin’ the mold,
I’m colder than stone, with a heart full of gold.
I’m movin’ like Bach with the rhythm I chop,
Every bar hit hard like a kick to the jaw.
I’m the storm and the calm, I’m the peace and the war,
I’m the code and the key, I’m the lock and the door.
Verse 2 – Guitar Enters
Guitar strings cry like a ghost in the night,
But I charge that sound like Goku in a fight.
I don’t fold, don’t break, don’t bend on sight,
I’m the flame in the dark, I’m the spark to ignite.
I’ve been down bad, but I rose from the dirt,
Turned pain into power, turned loss into work.
Now I’m slicin’ through the noise like a blade through a shirt,
If you want the real talk, I’m the one you heard first.
Build
I’m locked in—heartbeat matchin’ the tempo,
Mind sharp—cut clean like a tenfold
Katana swing—every move elemental,
I’m the one they call when the vibe gets mental.
No fear—every step monumental,
No brakes—every push transcendental.
I don’t chase—everything’s eventual,
I just breathe and the whole world trembles.
Drop – Final Verse
Beat drop—now I’m blastin’ like I broke through,
Every line hit hard like a punch from Goku.
I don’t need validation from the bored crew,
I’m the storm they were prayin’ you were warned to.
Double‑time when I’m feelin’ that rush,
I don’t fold, don’t freeze, don’t blush.
I’ve been climbin’ from the bottom with a pocket full of nothin’,
Now I’m standin’ at the summit screamin’ “Watch me crush!”
This is my life—no script, no stunt,
Every scar on my skin is a win I hunt.
If the world want smoke, I’ma give ’em that front,
’Cause I came too far just to die this blunt.
Outro
Yeah…
Strings fade, but the legacy don’t.
Beat stops, but the message won’t.
I don’t chase crowns—
I blow ’em up and build my own.
BOOOO
