[Intro] 🌑Yeah…Midnight yard, cold steel under sodium lightsWhole world rotten… still breathing thoughYou know the code…If you know—you know.[Hook] 🚧Steel canvas rollin’ through the night againPaint on my hands, sins in the windWorld still trash but we livin’ it loudBomb the whole line, middle finger to the crowdToys talk slick but they fade like rustReal ones bleed ink, real ones don’t fussArt world fake, we just laugh and spitWorld still shit… but we live that shit.[Verse 1] 🖤3 AM creeping through a chain-link tearYard dog bark but the ghosts don’t careBackpack rattlin’, caps in a rowChrome drip letters make the freight car glowCity skyline like a bruise in the fogEvery wall got a name every tunnel got a godBlack hood shadow in the rail yard mistWhole crew silent like a midnight hitCritics in galleries sippin cheap wineTalkin “modern art”… never touched a rail lineWe paint where the steel scream sparks on the trackLet the whole damn nation read the name on the backYou can buy a frame but you can’t buy soulOur museum rollin’ thirty cars long.[Hook] 🚧Steel canvas rollin’ through the night againPaint on my hands, sins in the windWorld still trash but we livin’ it loudBomb the whole line, middle finger to the crowdToys talk slick but they fade like rustReal ones bleed ink, real ones don’t fussArt world fake, we just laugh and spitWorld still shit… but we live that shit.[Verse 2] ☠️They call it crime, we call it breath in the lungsPaint cloud halo where the cold wind runsToys on the net talk loud, never seenA yard full of engines like a steel machineHands smell permanent, brain full of smokeEvery tag like a prayer every line like a oathWhole globe spinning but the system still rotPoliticians sell lies while the rail yards watchSo we carve our names in the ribs of the trainLet the whole world read what the silence can’t sayIf tomorrow burns and the skyline splitAt least my name rode rails through the apocalypse.[Bridge] 🌒Ash fallin’ slow on a city that forgotDreams in a backpack next to twelve spray potsLife too short, world too coldSo we paint till the steel turn old.[Hook] 🚧Steel canvas rollin’ through the night againPaint on my hands, sins in the windWorld still trash but we livin’ it loudBomb the whole line, middle finger to the crowdToys talk slick but they fade like rustReal ones bleed ink, real ones don’t fussArt world fake, we just laugh and spitWorld still shit… but we live that shit.[Outro] 🕯️Freight roll west… sunrise creepin’ inChrome letters flash like ghosts on the windWorld still broken… system still sick…But tonight that train carried our names through it.Live fast… paint louder…Steel never forgets.