Feeling precise

I grabbed my knife then stabbed not once but twice, In the shadows, cold nights, rollin' like dice, Heart racing, adrenaline pumping, feelin' precise, Life in the fast lane, no need for advice. Streets talkin', whispers echo, hear feel price, Every cut I make, it’s a gamble, no paradise, Enemies lurkin', always ready to slice, But I’m the predator, they just pray for price. Steel glint in the moonlight, sharp as my mind, In a world full of snakes, I'm the rarest kind, Got my crew behind me, loyalty intertwined, When the smoke clears, it's my name they’ll find. No remorse, just a mission, stayin' on the grind, In this life of a game, survival’s redefined, With every move I make, I’m one of a kind, In the heart of the struggle, true strength you’ll find. or