Title: Iron Shadows
this song is dedicated to my son karson yanna schlicker. The second male with the name. I am the King. King yanna schlicker. 1st male to ever walk this evil earth. im a king. I am the King. read the Bible. I am the King. I am the prophet. Ezekiel. read it. that's me. I am the King. locked and loaded. to theeeeeeee tipppppppp Title: Iron Shadows Verse 1 Weight against the fabric, hidden by the coat Keeping secrets quiet, keeping words inside the throat It’s heavy in the holster, tucked away and cold A silent piece of leverage, a story yet untold I move across the pavement, nobody sees the line But everything is loaded, and everything is fine. Verse 2 Tucked against the kidney, pressed against the skin Waiting for the moment where the chaos might begin No flashing for the cameras, no showing off the steel It’s strictly for the function, and it’s strictly for the real The silhouette is broken, the profile is erased I’m moving through the shadows with a steady, calculated pace. Verse 3 Modified for comfort, slicked inside the waist An extension of the posture, and an anchor in the haste I don’t talk about the hardware, I don’t talk about the brand I just keep the grip accessible, right beneath the hand It’s metal, oil, and intent, buried in the fold Providing all the balance for the hand that I hold. Chorus It’s the weight beneath the jacket, it’s the shadow in the hall Keeping everything at distance, standing up against the wall No display of power, just the presence in the room A quiet kind of certainty that’s heavy as the gloom From the holster to the focus, it’s a silent, sharpened scene I’m living with the burden of the high-speed machine. Verse 4 Condition zero standby, chambered and prepared I’m walking through the danger, totally unimpaired The safety is a mindset, the trigger is the key If the situation shifts, it’s going to be on me I keep the edges rounded, I keep the profile low It’s only when it’s needed that the reality will show. Verse 5 Always in the vicinity, always within reach A lesson in protection that nobody has to teach It’s matte, it’s dark, it’s hollowed, it’s ready for the task I don’t need the attention, I don’t need to wear a mask Carson keeps his distance, but he knows what’s in the seam We’re riding in the stillness of a tactical dream. Verse 6 No need to draw the steel until the time is absolute The tension’s in the air, and the outcome is astute Everything is measured, from the grip to the release I’m carrying the power just to maintain the peace It stays beneath the fabric, it stays beneath the glare A ghost inside the holster, but it’s always, always there. Chorus It’s the weight beneath the jacket, it’s the shadow in the hall Keeping everything at distance, standing up against the wall No display of power, just the presence in the room A quiet kind of certainty that’s heavy as the gloom From the holster to the focus, it’s a silent, sharpened scene I’m living with the burden of the high-speed machine.
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this song is dedicated to my son karson yanna schlicker. The second male with the name. I am the King. King yanna schlicker. 1st male to ever walk this evil earth. im a king. I am the King. read the Bible. I am the King. I am the prophet. Ezekiel. read it. that's me. I am the King. locked and loaded. to theeeeeeee tipppppppp Title: Iron Shadows Verse 1 Weight against the fabric, hidden by the coat Keeping secrets quiet, keeping words inside the throat It’s heavy in the holster, tucked away and cold A silent piece of leverage, a story yet untold I move across the pavement, nobody sees the line But everything is loaded, and everything is fine. Verse 2 Tucked against the kidney, pressed against the skin Waiting for the moment where the chaos might begin No flashing for the cameras, no showing off the steel It’s strictly for the function, and it’s strictly for the real The silhouette is broken, the profile is erased I’m moving through the shadows with a steady, calculated pace. Verse 3 Modified for comfort, slicked inside the waist An extension of the posture, and an anchor in the haste I don’t talk about the hardware, I don’t talk about the brand I just keep the grip accessible, right beneath the hand It’s metal, oil, and intent, buried in the fold Providing all the balance for the hand that I hold. Chorus It’s the weight beneath the jacket, it’s the shadow in the hall Keeping everything at distance, standing up against the wall No display of power, just the presence in the room A quiet kind of certainty that’s heavy as the gloom From the holster to the focus, it’s a silent, sharpened scene I’m living with the burden of the high-speed machine. Verse 4 Condition zero standby, chambered and prepared I’m walking through the danger, totally unimpaired The safety is a mindset, the trigger is the key If the situation shifts, it’s going to be on me I keep the edges rounded, I keep the profile low It’s only when it’s needed that the reality will show. Verse 5 Always in the vicinity, always within reach A lesson in protection that nobody has to teach It’s matte, it’s dark, it’s hollowed, it’s ready for the task I don’t need the attention, I don’t need to wear a mask Carson keeps his distance, but he knows what’s in the seam We’re riding in the stillness of a tactical dream. Verse 6 No need to draw the steel until the time is absolute The tension’s in the air, and the outcome is astute Everything is measured, from the grip to the release I’m carrying the power just to maintain the peace It stays beneath the fabric, it stays beneath the glare A ghost inside the holster, but it’s always, always there. Chorus It’s the weight beneath the jacket, it’s the shadow in the hall Keeping everything at distance, standing up against the wall No display of power, just the presence in the room A quiet kind of certainty that’s heavy as the gloom From the holster to the focus, it’s a silent, sharpened scene I’m living with the burden of the high-speed machine.