Weaponized Verse

Words turn metal in my mouth I melt them down,

I cast them out Turn a weapon into words,

I don't swing, I write Blade of a sentence,

cut clean in the night

Aim at the doubt,

not the people in the room I put safety on the rage,

let the meaning go boom Paper turns armor when I fold it

just right Ink like a siren,

keep my focus in sight If the world wants war,

I choose craft and control I load truth in the chamber of

a disciplined soul (uh)

I don't brag, I breathe,

then I choose what I say Turn the trigger of my temper

into measured display If I strike,

it's the page, let it take the heat So my hands stay

calm and my heart stays fleet Weapon into words,

watch the anger transform

I write it down,

let it cool, let it storm Weapon into words,

I refuse to be played I talk my way out what the

violence would've made (yeah)

I been tempted by the spark,

by the instant reaction But a line can be a bridge,

not a headline distraction Put the fire in the meter,

let it march with the drums Let it teach me how to

listen when the hard moment comes If you poke at my pride,

I won't feed it today I got pages for the poison,

let it leak there and stay Turn the hurt into a map,

every scar gets a name I don't aim at your body,

I aim at the shame (uh-huh)

Quiet in my chest,

let the noise pass through If I need a sharp line,

I'ma carve it into truth (hummmm)

Weapon into words, watch the anger transform I write it down,

let it cool, let it storm Weapon into words,

I refuse to be played I talk my way out what the

violence would've made (yeah)