Track · Apr 10, 2026 · English

King of Scars

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3:57

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English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Dark grin

Red grin

Joker jaw

Let’s begin (yeah)

[Verse 1]

King of scars

Crown crooked on my head

Harley on my arm

Smear lipstick red

Dark city in my chest

Every block, every debt

Got a tear on my cheek

That I never let wet

Legit exquisite

But I came from the gutter

Turned pain into fashion

Turned rage into color

Alexander on the tag

But the heart still cheap

Counterfeit halos

On the gang, no sleep

Old farm-house

Turned stash in the floor

Whiskey in the jar

Devil posted at the door

Laugh like a villain

When the lights go black

You can follow my trail

Just the chips and the cracks (ha)

[Chorus]

She singin’ like

“Boy, you’re playin’ with the dark, dark fire”

Scars on your hands

Match the burn in your eyes, liar

You the king of scars

With a throne built out of sin

But I keep comin’ back

Like Harley to her Joker grin

(I keep fallin’, fallin’)

Every bruise, every bar you spit

(I keep crawlin’, crawlin’)

To the king of scars, I’m lit

[Verse 2]

Hard rap

Heart black

Every bar like brass

Chopper in my tongue

Watch the syllables blast

Click-clack thoughts

I’ma rapid-fire fiend

Break a sixteen

Into six lil’ guillotines

Whiskey in my veins

I’ma wildfire walker

Farm dust on my boots

But my mind get darker

Pull up in the drip

Lookin’ sick, obscene

Blood on the sole

Of the McQueen, so clean

Harley in the passenger

Laugh so loud

Blue and pink streaks

Stand out in the crowd

She say, “You ain’t legit

You a counterfeit king”

But she dance to the damage

When I step in the ring (yeah)

[Chorus]

She singin’ like

“Boy, you’re playin’ with the dark, dark fire”

Scars on your hands

Match the burn in your eyes, liar

You the king of scars

With a throne built out of sin

But I keep comin’ back

Like Harley to her Joker grin

(I keep fallin’, fallin’)

Every bruise, every bar you spit

(I keep crawlin’, crawlin’)

To the king of scars, I’m lit

[Bridge]

[Beat drops, echoing choir under vocals]

You wear your hurt

Like high-end threads

Every stitch, every rip

All the words unsaid

In that old farm kitchen

Where the walls still lean

You were dreamin’ of a crown

And a fashion scene

Now it’s dark, dark windows

And a cracked gold ring

You the king of scars

I’m addicted to the sting (oh)

[Verse 3]

Back to the city

Where the alleys know my name

Turn trauma into trophies

Every loss into game

Hard rap, fast tongue

Let me up that speed

I’ma carve my creed

While the cowards all bleed

Look—

I was raised in the dust

Now I blaze on the cusp

Every page that I crush

Put my pain in a rush

I’m a blade in the brush

You a fade, just a blush

I’m the rage in the hush

When the crowd go—

Shhh

Then they scream my sins

Harley in the rafters

With the wicked little grin

Tears on the floor

But we toast that ache

Whiskey to the scars

For the ones that break

[Chorus]

She singin’ like

“Boy, you’re playin’ with the dark, dark fire”

Scars on your hands

Match the burn in your eyes, liar

You the king of scars

With a throne built out of sin

But I keep comin’ back

Like Harley to her Joker grin

(I keep fallin’, fallin’)

Every bruise, every bar you spit

(I keep crawlin’, crawlin’)

To the king of scars, I’m lit

Style

rapgritty trap-rap banger with aggressive male chopper verses over ominous orchestra stabsdistorted bassand sharp hi-hats; female vocals float on a smokymelodic hook with airy pads and distant choirs. track opens sparse then stacks ad-libs and backing chantshitting a hugeechoing chorus before dropping into a double-time finale. think cinematic darknessswagger-heavy drumsand dramatic stops for punchline bars.english

Prompt

Joker Harley Quinn King Tear Scars dark city Legit exquisite counterfeit Alexander McQueen Farm-house Whiskey Male lead rapper, woman on chorus and music rounding on 5 minutes, hard rap, chopper

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GeneratedApr 10, 2026

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