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Description
When anger seeks an outlet, music becomes a weapon. Everything here is at its limit: fire, knives, the thrill of counting stacks of cash while simultaneously holding back an internal explosion. The raw energy of the street, where every line is like a mark on a concrete wall. It's rough, bold, but in this chaotic directness lies a strange feeling of liberation - when chaos suddenly sounds like a blessing.