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Samurai (Zero Tool) - Bleed the beat (Cyberpunk 2077)

Alright, Netrunners, Burnouts and Sound-Junkies — We got a riot for your veins and a war cry for your bones. This one ain’t for the corpo charts. This one ain’t clean. This one was banned from MaxTac’s tactical playlist for being ‘too volatile.’ (True story — ask ‘em yourself.) Straight from the chrome archives of Samurai — It’s not a song, it’s a rupture. A power chord to the throat of silence. A feedback scream for everyone who ever had to smile while breaking inside. 🎸 Plug in. Bleed loud. This is — ‘Bleed the Beat’ You ready? Then bleed it. [Verse 1] Plug me in, let the static burn, Every note’s a scar, every riff’s a turn. No silence here, just wires and screams, Bleeding the beat through broken dreams. Neon pulses like a vein on fire, Every chord cuts deep, taking me higher. You sell your souls for a corpo feast, But my guitar’s a weapon — I’ll slay the beast. [Chorus] Bleed the beat, let the city drown, Every drop of sound tears the system down. Bleed the beat, feel the razor wire, Cut the night apart, set the world on fire. [Verse 2] Concrete tombs where the workers rot, Every dream you had, the corps forgot. But I’ve got noise that can’t be chained, A sonic warhead in your veins. Raise your fists, let the feedback scream, Turn the stage into a war machine. This isn’t music, it’s a war cry call, We bleed the beat and we’ll burn it all. [Chorus] Bleed the beat, let the city drown, Every drop of sound tears the system down. Bleed the beat, feel the razor wire, Cut the night apart, set the world on fire. [Bridge] No more silence, no more shame, Every note’s a bullet with a corpo’s name. Plug the jack, let the blood flow free, The beat will bleed for eternity. [Final Chorus] Bleed the beat, let the city drown, Every drop of sound tears the system down. Bleed the beat, feel the razor wire, Cut the night apart, set the world on fire. [Outro] We bleed the beat, we break their chains, Through the noise, our soul remains. Bleed the beat, no retreat, no way — We never fade away.