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Yo beat drop, mic check one two
Five years on this post I gave my all and stayed true
Just recovered from serious ill, I’m back to drill, you feel the chill
IV dangling, hospital room, writing my will
White sheets like a straitjacket, held me against my thrill
Doctors talking odds, I was popping them pills, fighting for uphill
那头化疗剃光我的发，键盘侠说我在作秀卖惨真浮夸
I read the laughs, “He’s washed,” they tagged my name in the mud, huh
So I vowed if I breathe again, I’ll make the flood crush
每根针管都是子弹，射穿死神下的赌注
Now I’m ripping the tubes out, stepping with a new grudge
从太平间走廊折返，病历撕成战书
I’m the patient zero of a virus you can’t flush
They counted me out, chalked me on the floor
But the flatline beat just craved one more war
(Still standing, one man army)
(They tried to harm me, now they’re sorry)
(心脏敲着战鼓，废墟里我起舞)
(每个嘲笑都是燃料，把我烧成毒火)
You signed my obituary, sent the flowers beforehand
Now your timeline’s shaking ‘cause the ghost gonna land
(Still standing, one man army)
(They tried to harm me, now they’re sorry)
(心脏敲着战鼓，废墟里我起舞)
(每个嘲笑都是燃料，把我烧成毒火)
Back on that thread, fingers dripping with venom
Better check the metadata, I’m the phantom that sent ‘em
五年沉帖我亲手顶起，像举起自己的墓碑
Now every keystroke’s a nail in the coffin you’ll sleep in
You called me “irrelevant,” but you watched my decay
While I was wrestling c.diff, you were throwing bouquets of cliché
Now my comeback script is a snuff film in 4K
I devour every doubter, leave no crumbs on the plate
病床是我的擂台，吗啡泵是我的 hype man
出院单是赦令，但我不需要天堂的籍贯
I’m alive out of spite, man, that’s the purest propane
You can’t cancel a cancer survivor, I’m immune to your disdain
I’m the sore on your screen that you can’t click away
The Lazarus link, every death gives me rank to slay
有时深夜我还能听见，监视器滴答的审判
But I turned that beep into a kick, that’s my percussion
They said “get well soon” just to bury me faster
Now I’m digging their graves with the same plastic spoon
I was swallowing hope mixed with barium grime
Now I’m spitting it back in a radiant rhyme
So let the whole internet archive my revival
I’m the fatal error that corrupts your survival file
(Still standing, one man army)
(They tried to harm me, now they’re sorry)
(心脏敲着战鼓，废墟里我起舞)
(每个嘲笑都是燃料，把我烧成毒火)
Mic check… mic check… one… two…
Five years of blood on this URL, and I’m still true
Just stepped over my own grave, what the hell could you do?
Flatline to headliner… I owe nothing to you.