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Knife to a Gunfight is a declaration of inevitable power. Built on grit, pressure, and quiet dominance, this track follows the moment when the outcome is already decided—when one force rises like a supernova and the other slowly sinks into the dust. From internal detonation to cosmic expansion, this song isn’t about rage or chaos. It’s about certainty. No flinching. No retreat. Just the final result. When pressure hits—do you flinch or go supernova? #outlaw #attitude #indierockmusic #grittyblues Here are the lyrics: Hellfire rains down on me Eternally increasing my tenacity. Balls of hail incorporated too Transmuting the chroma from red to blue C4 set on time to blow Mercury rising pressure in flow Explosion forthcoming, I don't even flinch This mana burst is mine, back it off bitch. You brought a knife to a gunfight, That's not even a battle. Can't speak my name Let alone try to channel. Archaic antidote; lies, deceit, demand I've gone Supernova, you sink like quicksand. My aura is evolving, gradient within, While your meager existence, flows a black and white spin. I dare you to question the meaning of it all, But depth breaks bones—and you barely crawl. Don’t even try, you won’t outmatch me, Duality forges my mantra fiercely. You brought a knife to a gunfight, That's not even a battle. Can't speak my name Let alone try to channel. Archaic antidote; lies, deceit, demand I've gone Supernova, you sink like quicksand. Pressure builds, I hold the line, No more warnings, no more signs. My core inside begins to flare Detonation set, no one spared Core collapsing, light bends thin, Gravity pulls the chaos in. When the threshold is finally crossed, You’ll see exactly why you lost. You brought a knife to a gunfight, Outcome set in stone. Can’t speak my name, Can’t touch the throne. Archaic antidote—your last command, I’ve gone supernova—you dissolve like sand.