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Zero Margin
Hip-Hop/Rap
Zero Margin was released on December 25, 2025 by Synapse Ent as a part of the album Cyber Noir
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Release DateDecember 25, 2025
LabelSynapse Ent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM62

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TRINA
TRINA
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Monty Synapse Moon
Monty Synapse Moon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Monty Synapse Moon
Monty Synapse Moon
Producer

Lyrics

No signal
No mercy
Hold your breath, Don't blink
Low light, Hold tight
Step slow, Heartbeat
Too close, Too late
No sound, Just weight
No warning, I enter the zone
Cold stare, yeah, made of stone
You feel that shift when I step too near
Whole room lock when I'm standing here
No smile, no sound, no grace
I don't chase, I replace
Say my name like it's fear
I don't talk, I appear
Every move feel calculated
Every look get separated
You stand still, I navigate
This my edge, I dominate
Pressure high, still I don't crack
Every move push the room off track
Hold it
Stay right there
Say I fall? Never seen that
I don't test fate, I bend that
Too close now
Don't breathe, Don't move
One step, Too soon
No space, No grace
Step wrong, Erase
Too close, Too far
Right now, We are
No pause, No break
This edge, We take
Zero room, yeah, zero slack
One mistake? I don't look back
They talk loud but they all fade
I don't beg, I invade
Every eye when I cross that line
Say it's luck, I call it mine
You want proof? Watch me stand
Whole tower shake when I land
No rails, no guard, no shield
Every scar already healed
You feel fear, I feel still
This the ground where I'm built
Too tight (Too loud)
Pressure up (Break down)
No warning now
No way out
No way out
No way out
Ah—
No warning now
No way out
No way out
No way out
Ah—
No warning now
No way out
No way out
No way out
Ah—
No space, No grace
Heart race, No brakes
Cross that, Last line
This edge, All mine
No fear, No sign
Stand tall, This time
I don't fall, I don't fade
Hit. Turn. Lock. Break
Burn. Step. Hold. Strike
Move. Move. Fight. Now
No space, No grace
Too late, You're erased
One line, Don't cross
Zero, Margin
Still standing
No distance
No margin
Written by: Monty Synapse Moon
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