Iron & Echoes (Feat. PROTO)

This track is a raw look at carrying heavy baggage and refusing to break under the weight. It is walking through broken glass with worn out shoes and holding a burning coal just to feel something real. KODEX lays down the hard truth about the pressure and the ghosts in the room, with a huge shout out to PROTO for jumping on the track and bringing the energy to life. @rapfame_official @rapfame_ar_team Press Play #ironandechoeskodexproto Lyrics: (KODEX Verse) Skeleton key in a deadbolt mouth, loose lips sink ships down south. Swallowing glass just to choke out truth, trading my old life for a missing tooth. Carrying bricks in a cardboard box, waiting out time while I count the locks. Beast in the ribcage scratching the paint, saint with a sinner, sinner with a saint. Weighing my soul on a butcher's scale, bleeding out slow in a postal mail. Rust on the blade, but the edge still cuts, living on panic and burnt out struts. Shaking the cage till the iron bars bend, starting the war right back at the end. Holding the grief like a hot coal grill, numb in the fingers but burning still. Staring right down through a cracked up lens, tracking the ghosts of my old dead friends. Tying my tongue in a slipknot knot, spending the future on what I got. Pressure cooking inside the chest, demon don't care about a good night's rest. Carrying weight like an atlas shrugged, caught in the middle of a phone left unplugged. Blood on the tile from a broken knuckle, hiding the pain behind a dry ass chuckle. Walking through glass with my sneakers torn, wearing the scars like I was uniform. Feeding the wolf that’s chained in the hall, watching the plaster crack on the wall. (PROTO Verse) Look… They ain’t believe in the vision, now they watchin’ it bloom, Had to build it from the dark, I was trapped in the room, Now I’m movin’ like a boss with the fate of a king, Everybody got advice, ain’t nobody got rings. I got scars from the climb, I got proof in the pain, Every loss taught a lesson, every lesson brought gain, Now I’m breakin’ every ceiling that they put over me, Turned doubt into fuel, now it’s gas for the machine. I’m a glitch in the code, they can’t patch what I am, Still standin’ ten toes when they don’t understand, Had friends turn strangers, had love disappear, Now the circle so small that the vision is clear. I’m not chasin’ approval, I got goals to pursue, Everybody got opinions when they ain’t in your shoes, Truth make ‘em uncomfortable, I can see it in they face, They’d rather live a lie than acknowledge what it takes. I’ve been goin’ so hard, I got miles on my soul, Every wound, every setback made me harder to control, If they counted me out, tell ’em check it again, ’Cause I survived every storm they expected to win