Mm
Yeah
Hold it

Cold air, burnt flare, taste of the rail line
Dust on my teeth and a pulse like a brake line
Jaw locked, tick-tock, sparks in the grin
I don’t talk cheap — I let the weight walk in

Steel nerve, hard curve, cut through the racket
Black lungs, bad blood, heart in a jacket
No gloss, no grace, just grit in the vow
I came here quiet with the storm in me now

Lean in close
Hear that sound
That’s not fear
That’s the ground—

Iron in the mouth, and the heat in my chest
Iron in the mouth, I don’t say it unless
It can shake these walls when I spit it out south
Iron in the mouth

No prayer in my hand, no flag in the drought
Just a hard-won name and a cut-through route
When it comes time to stand, I don’t inch, I amount
Iron in the mouth

Pipe hum, night drum, red on the warning
Cut lip, rough breath, still I’m performing
Slow step, sure threat, no need to announce it
I got that “don’t push” look, and I know how to house it

Rivet, ring split, pressure in the plating
Dead-end, bend back, watch what I’m creating
Short fuse, truth moves, bare and exact
You can hear my intent in the space between cracks

Stay down? No
Not my route
When it goes dark
I go—

Iron in the mouth, and the heat in my chest
Iron in the mouth, I don’t say it unless
It can shake these walls when I spit it out south
Iron in the mouth

No prayer in my hand, no flag in the drought
Just a hard-won name and a cut-through route
When it comes time to stand, I don’t inch, I amount
Iron in the mouth

Bare knuckles on the table
No halo in the room
Just a chain of bad decisions
Turned to something bulletproof

Say less
Stand tall
Let the pressure talk
One breath
One look
Now watch the whole frame arc

Iron in the mouth, and the heat in my chest
Iron in the mouth, I don’t say it unless
It can shake these walls when I spit it out south
Iron in the mouth

No prayer in my hand, no flag in the drought
Just a hard-won name and a cut-through route
When it comes time to stand, I don’t inch, I amount
Iron in the mouth

Iron
Iron
In the mouth