Skif Bazzáty
Hand-to-hand coach
Action actor
Sound producer
This is not a game
I train warriors, I don't play pretend
When cameras roll, the fight doesn’t end
Action scenes I do them live
No doubles. No tricks. I survive what I write
I bleed on set. I bleed in the booth
Every track is another proof
Coach by day, fighter by night
Producer by trade I breathe in the mic
You think you know pain?
I made friends with mine
If I fall, I rise harder
Betray me? I thank you, not discard you
Skif Bazzáty, every scar's a lesson
I move forward. No confession. Just progression
You stabbed my back? Thank you for that
Now I see clearer through the combat
Weak men talk. Strong men walk
I don't forgive I just take the chalk
And draw new lines. New fight. New day
Your betrayal made me find my way
I don't waste hate. Hate is heavy
I turn your knife into my fucking machete
You left me down?
I thanked you on the ground
If I fall, I rise harder
Betray me? I thank you, not discard you
Skif Bazzáty, every scar's a lesson
I move forward. No confession. Just progression
Falling is training
Pain is data
Betrayal is tuition
I pay. I learn. I return
With interest
I fell
I stood
Stronger
Skif Bazzáty
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