Track · Apr 16, 2026 · English
Bruschi Back
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Lyrics
[Intro]
They said I’m done
Said I’m finished
Blew the whistle
Thought I’d listen (nah)
[Verse 1]
Collapsed on the turf, lights blur in my eyes
Cold mask on my face, teammates lookin surprised
Doctors in the van talk “percentages” and “chance”
Mama on the phone, voice breakin through the static of the ambulance
One side heavy
Words all twisted
Heart beat glitchin
Whole frame glitchin
Saw my jersey on the wall like a tombstone piece
All that film in my head, thought the credits roll, cease
Therapy room, rubber bands on my hand
Tryna lift a lil’ weight, can’t even stand
Nurse say “breathe,” I’m fightin back tears
Whole life loud, now I’m drownin in my fears
[Chorus]
I took a hit, but I ain’t stay down (never)
Stroke tried to steal my crown (uh)
Came back harder, stronger, faster
New war paint, new disaster
Every time I fall, I rise again
Run it back once, then I win again
They count me out, I just count reps
Bruschi back, I’m up next (yeah)
Bruschi back, I’m up next
[Verse 2]
PT couch, Pop mix in my ear
Singin “you got this,” sweet, crystal clear
R&B angel, ride for a thug
Holdin my brace, lacin my gloves
Hands still shake but the mind got sharper
Film study late, see the gap, hit harder
Shadow in the mirror, I talk to that ghost
“You was scared to die, now you scared to hope”
Trainer with the stopwatch barkin in my face
“Cut time, cut time, cut time, pick pace”
Leg don’t listen, then leg complies
Pain in my chest, but the fire in my eyes
Whole line doubt, but the grind too mean
From hospital gown to the league on screen
Commentators speechless, crowd in a scream
I bled for the logo, now I lead my team (let’s go)
[Chorus]
I took a hit, but I ain’t stay down
Stroke tried to steal my crown
Came back harder, stronger, faster
New war paint, new disaster
Every time I fall, I rise again
Run it back once, then I win again
They count me out, I just count reps
Bruschi back, I’m up next
Bruschi back, I’m up next (yeah)
[Bridge]
This for the ones with the IV drippin
Lip still numb but the soul still kickin
For the ones in the chair thinkin “that’s my fate”
I’m the proof God cookin up a different plate
From the beep-beep-beep in the late-night ward
To the deep crowd roar when I cross that yard
From “you might not walk” to “he can’t be stopped”
Every setback just a new hill topped (woah)
[Chorus]
I took a hit, but I ain’t stay down
Stroke tried to steal my crown
Came back harder, stronger, faster
New war paint, new disaster
Every time I fall, I rise again
Run it back once, then I win again
They count me out, I just count reps
Bruschi back, I’m up next
Bruschi back, I’m up next (hey!)
Style
rapdark trap-rap with pop/r&b hooks; heavy 808sskittering hi-hatsand ominous keys under aggressive male verses. choruses lift with melodic auto-tuned harmonies and airy pads before dropping back into grittyclipped flows. energy builds from bruised introspection to triumphant swaggerending with layered gang vocals chanting the hook.popr&benglish
Prompt
Heavy rap about NFL player Tedy Bruschi attacking and coming back stronger after a stroke and winning again and again, rap, trap
Credits
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KingLouie
KingLouieGeneratedApr 16, 2026
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