Alexander

The heavy beat pounds like an engine under the hood that has been running without brakes for a long time. Everything is at the limit, everything is all or nothing. This is not about dreams, but about survival with the mathematics of the streets: risk is currency, and success smells of sweat and gunpowder. Every line is like a check for courage, every pause is a breath between two blows.

There is no pity in this sound - only cold calculation, fatigue, and steely focus. The world is divided into those who take and those who are taken. And if “the best defense is a good offense,” then this track is a whole instruction manual for self-preservation in the concrete jungle.