

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Mic in my hand, a scepter in the air Spit fire so hot, crowd gasping for air Crown tilted, attitude on tilt-a-whirl I'm the revolution, not your average girl Lines tighter than braids, unbreakable flow From the top of the game, I see 'em below Talking tough, but they softer than marshmallow I’m the sunrise; they just a pale glow [Chorus] This my throne, ain't no rental Every bar monumental Step back, take a mental I’m the queen, check the credential This my throne, yeah, I own Every stage, every zone Raise your hands, let it be known This my throne, this my throne [Verse 2] Crowd's heartbeat syncs to the bass thump Words hit harder than a heavyweight pump Swagger’s a weapon, leave 'em in a slump I'm the spark, they the candle, burning up the stump The mic’s my sword, syllables cut deep Truth spills out, no secrets I keep They chase the hype, but I’m the steep Path they can’t climb, dreams put to sleep
Tags
rap, dynamic call-and-response sections with the crowd, hard-hitting beats, live hip hop, raw and energetic female vocals, punchy basslines, hip hop
3:25
No
8/3/2025