Verse 1

I came from the block with a face like stone

Cold hands, hot breath, always moving alone

Your crew talk loud, but they fold on sight

I don’t need daylight, I still see the fight

Black on black drip, got grime in the seams

Pocket full of pressure and a head full of schemes

I step in the room, make the floorboards shake

Every weak smile here is a move I take

Pre-Chorus

Don’t test me now

You know what I mean

Too close, too proud

And I turn mean

Chorus

Chrome venom, chrome venom (chrome venom)

I bite through the fear, I’m a problem