I Am the Hunter

Intro

(ta-ta-ta) Hey-ya, hey-ya

(uh) 달려, 달려 (run, run)

Verse

Midnight splits the alley — silver fog and cold air

I walk with steps like thunder, gloves wrapped 'round my prayer

A mark upon my wrist, a promise carved in skin

I learned to read the danger like a map beneath my fingernails

They move like fever, sliding through the cracks of light

Hungry for a name, hunger for the dying light

But I got steel and something older than the law

I got all the restless courage, every vow I swore

Pre-chorus

Feel it in the breath, the city holds its hush (hold it)

I raise the blade, and all their colors crush (yeah)

Breath in, steady — this is what I chose

Cold like winter glass, steady in my bones (steady)

Chorus

I am the hunter, I am the blade (I am the blade) — hey

I am the hunter, I am the blade (I am the blade) — oh

Light on my palm, strike through the night (strike through the night)

I am the hunter, I am the blade (I am the blade)

I am the hunter, I am the blade (I am the blade) — hey

I am the hunter, I am the blade (I am the blade) — oh

Take back the streets, take back our names

I am the hunter, I am the blade

Verse

Boots hit wet pavement — counting steps like prayers

Past the cages of neon signs I don’t wear (I don’t wear)

There’s a rookery of trouble where the alleyways conspire

But I carry every scar like a lantern and a wire

Mothers clutch their children, sell my face a prayer

I pass, I keep the secret, keep the tally of the spare

They think of monsters as a midnight story told

They don’t feel the cold teeth when the moon goes old

rap

Skrrt, slice — I come with an old hymn and new tech, ayy

Sigils on my palm, got the ledger in the deck, ayy

Clip the darkness at the joints, sew the seams, snap the net (snap)

I’m the seamstress of the morning, patching where they bled, yeah

They bet on fear, I pay in steel, I’m gambling with fate (yuh)

Count the names I carry, every loss I translate (count it)

Never soft with the oath, never cheap with the dawn (never)

My blade writes the ledger till the last fear is gone (let it)

Pocket full of silver, tongue full of old hymns (old hymns)

I used to be a child who learned to read the rims (read the rims)

Now I lace my boots with hymnbooks and a wire heart (ayy)

Every strike a sentence, every step a start (go)

They hiss, they slither, try to bargain for the bruise (no)

I cut through every contract that would let them choose (cut)

This city made of glass, I carry the clean light in my chest (clean)

If you pray for morning, well I’ll give you my best (yeah)

Skrrt, skrrt — hit the curb, watch me flip the script (skrrt)

Yuh, ayy — I came correct with the iron and the crypt (ayy)

Pre-chorus

Feel it in the breath, the city holds its hush (hold it)

I raise the blade, and all their colors crush (yeah)

Breath in, steady — this is what I chose

Cold like winter glass, steady in my bones (steady)

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