Turf Unbowed

Yo, this is our ground. Feel the weight roots deep, no escape. We own the plate. This is our scars, blood in the pavement. Every corner marked, our name engraved in shadows. Move quick, eyes locked on the line. Cross it once, pay the price. Divine crew stack tall, fists like iron bars. Hold the floor down under moonlit stars. No soft steps here, boots grind the dirt. Pride burns fierce, can't quench the hurt. We built these walls from broken dreams. Kings of the chaos, ruling the seams. This our turn, scream loud. No doubt, terrier, we bow, out, hold the line. Fists high, claim the crown. Our forever, tear it down, nah, clown. From dawn patrols to midnight raids, loyal to the core blades in the shades. A war in the alley, haze defend what's ours. Set the blaze, generations etched in every brick. Stand united, make the weak ones sick. No surrender, pulse in the fight. Our empire rises through the endless night. This our turn, scream it loud. No doubt, terrier, we bow, out, hold the line. Fists high, claim the crown. Our forever, tear it down, nah, clown. Feel the rumble build, hearts pound. No outsiders breach what we've won. And sweat and fury forge the unbreakable chain. Pride eternal, through the storm and rain. Turf, echo through the blocks. Pride hits hard, shatter the locks. We reign supreme, no mercy shown. Our territory carved in stone. This our turn, scream it loud. No doubt, terrier, we bow, out, hold the line. Fists high, claim the crown. Our forever, tear it down, nah, clown. Yeah, this our ground. Hold it tight, pride forever. Into the night, our turf, eternal fight.