Night Pulse

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Night Pulse

Ollifax

3:24hip-hop
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Cold streets, half-men flexing weak. Cowards make chaos; killers clean the scene neat. If fear doesn't break him, the truth still must.

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Credits

ProducerPeter Jaffray

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LicenseAll Rights Reserved
Recorded inNunavut, Canada

Lyrics

Yeahhh... Cold
streets... dark thoughts...
shadows on alert. Breath cut short...
heartbeat hurt. Let's get it.
City feel hollow but the wrong ones
breathe in it,
Lights blink slow like the whole block sinnin'.
I walk quiet-thoughts loud- mind spinnin',
And "them" in the alleys always watch where I'm livin'.
Walls got eyes- grit scrape under my boot,
Every echo in the smoke feel sharp, absolute.
I don't trust faces- just patterns and routes,
And the silence hit harder than the gunshots shout.
Their lies drip thick- cheap threats on repeat,
Half men flex weak, leave blood in the street.
I don't judge them-no- just know what they teach:
Cowards make chaos, killers clean the scene neat.
Night pulse... night pulse...
Heart sound heavy like it move through rust.
Night pulse... night pulse...
I walk through shadows that demand my trust.
Night pulse... night pulse...
"Them" breathe close when the street goes bust.
Night pulse... night pulse...
If fear don't break me... the truth still must.
Streetlight whisper like they know my sins,
Showin' every place my anger begins.
Hands stay cold but the pressure sinks in-
I been holdin' this tether since the ice-thin win.
I ain't a savior-
just a man who won't fold,
Raised in the frost where the nights get old.
Fought men who smile with a heart all cold,
Fought thoughts inside me even harder to hold.
Them boys act loud but their courage don't last,
They fall fast when the real storm blast.
I see fear in their eyes-
mirrored from my past; Knew I'd end up
like this... shadows overcast.
Truth simple: You rise or you rot.
You break or you plot. Rage in the chest
still count as a heart- But it burn like
a fuse when the night get dark.
Night pulse... night pulse...
Heart sound heavy
like it move through rust. Night pulse...
night pulse... Every step echo
when the street combust. Night pulse...
night pulse... "Them" breathe close
when the world distrust.
Night pulse... night pulse...
If fear don't break me... the truth still must.
Cold wind talk... Walls lean in...
I hear things no one else been hearin'.
I see shapes no one else been seein'.
Mind don't sleep... I reload...
refocus... Repeat.
Thoughts stack up like bodies on the curb,
Every memory hit raw- sharp, unnerved.
I walk straight lines that the world curve,
But the street bite back when your purpose swerve.
Eyes in the crowd look hollow and thin,
Some of "them" laugh like they want me
to bend. They know I break slow-
never at the end- But the cracks in
the soul still learn to transcend.
I hear breathing that ain't matching my own,
I feel footsteps that vibrate the stone.
Voices trail close from a mind I
don't own- Yeah...
sometimes the darkest enemy's grown.
Night pulse... night pulse...
Heart beat dragging like a chain in dust.
Night pulse... night pulse...
I'm alone in a place
where the shadows trust. Night pulse...
night pulse... "Them" creep near
when the doubt combust. Night pulse...
night pulse... If I walk this line...
then the line walks us.
Yeahhh... Street too quiet...
Mind too loud. Some nights I lead.
Some nights I'm followed.
Night pulse... never hollow.

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