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«Неизвестный Гений»
Friction
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[Intro]
(staggered breaths, distorted echo)
[Verse 1]
Crowded silence, teeth on steel
Pressure climbing—running, real
Twist through alleys, eyes ablaze
Heartbeat syncs the city’s maze
Grip slips—pulse hits—brink
Jaw clenched tight, don’t blink
[Pre-Chorus]
Rattle, rattle—under current, thunder battered in my bones
Clawing through the static till I claim my skin and throne
[Chorus]
Friction, fire—spark my vision
Friction, higher—raw precision
[Verse 2]
Blacktop pounding, tempo cracks
God-mode surges, world attacks
Air thick, breath cut, teeth grind ice
My voice—weapon, rapid, precise
Split-second mind, snapped sequence flow
Dropping bombs in data, Tokyo
[Pre-Chorus]
Rattle, rattle—under current, thunder battered in my bones
Clawing through the static till I claim my skin and throne
[Chorus]
Friction, fire—spark my vision
Friction, higher—raw precision
[Bridge]
(ah—ah, staccato vocalizations)
Burn up my voltage, bloodline riot
Twist in the circuit, trigger a quiet
Tension stretches, I exhale stones
Pressure erupts—I birth unknowns
[Solo]
[guitar and synth solo, intermittent wordless shouts]
[Rap Verse 3]
Locked jaw, locked door, war on my tongue
Minutes explode while my fate’s unsung
Side-step gravity, dance with the strike
Friction is everything burning alike
Spit, spit, ricochet—bolted heart on display
Rage is my engine, I’ll never decay
[Pre-Chorus]
Rattle, rattle—under current, thunder battered in my bones
Clawing through the static till I claim my skin and throne
[Chorus]
Friction, fire—spark my vision
Friction, higher—raw precision
[Outro]
(harsh breaths fading, faint melodic reprise: "Friction...")
[Intro]
(staggered breaths, distorted echo)
[Verse 1]
Crowded silence, teeth on steel
Pressure climbing—running, real
Twist through alleys, eyes ablaze
Heartbeat syncs the city’s maze
Grip slips—pulse hits—brink
Jaw clenched tight, don’t blink
[Pre-Chorus]
Rattle, rattle—under current, thunder battered in my bones
Clawing through the static till I claim my skin and throne
[Chorus]
Friction, fire—spark my vision
Friction, higher—raw precision
[Verse 2]
Blacktop pounding, tempo cracks
God-mode surges, world attacks
Air thick, breath cut, teeth grind ice
My voice—weapon, rapid, precise
Split-second mind, snapped sequence flow
Dropping bombs in data, Tokyo
[Pre-Chorus]
Rattle, rattle—under current, thunder battered in my bones
Clawing through the static till I claim my skin and throne
[Chorus]
Friction, fire—spark my vision
Friction, higher—raw precision
[Bridge]
(ah—ah, staccato vocalizations)
Burn up my voltage, bloodline riot
Twist in the circuit, trigger a quiet
Tension stretches, I exhale stones
Pressure erupts—I birth unknowns
[Solo]
[guitar and synth solo, intermittent wordless shouts]
[Rap Verse 3]
Locked jaw, locked door, war on my tongue
Minutes explode while my fate’s unsung
Side-step gravity, dance with the strike
Friction is everything burning alike
Spit, spit, ricochet—bolted heart on display
Rage is my engine, I’ll never decay
[Pre-Chorus]
Rattle, rattle—under current, thunder battered in my bones
Clawing through the static till I claim my skin and throne
[Chorus]
Friction, fire—spark my vision
Friction, higher—raw precision
[Outro]
(harsh breaths fading, faint melodic reprise: "Friction...")
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