Track · Jan 29, 2026 · English

Last One Breathing

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3:32

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Whole city on edge

Teeth grit

Jaw locked

Hands twitch

Every corner

Every shadow

Every eye

Keeps score

This the test

This the price

This the place

You pay in life

Last one breathing wins

(that’s it)

[Verse 1]

Wake up to war in my head, it don't end

Heart like a razor, I cut who pretend

Sleep with my shoes on, ready to sprint

Trust is a bullet, I chew on the spit

Mama said pray, but I talk to the dark

It answer in echo and exit wounds, scars

I measure my friends by the weight of they heart

Most of 'em light as the change in my jar

Concrete classroom, I studied the cold

Lessons in silence, they bodies on hold

See 'em on T-shirts, candles in rows

That ain't a mural, that's warning in smoke

I don't do mercy, it never did me

I did the dirt, and the dirt set me free

I took the blame they was begging to flee

Carried the crime like a chain on a leash

Every move made like the board get reset

Every step closer to cash or regret

You countin' likes while I'm countin' the debt

You playin' nice, I'm just playin' for breath

Bite on the blood in my mouth till it sweet

Pain is a anthem, it keepin' the beat

Nerves made of needles from neck to my feet

I never slip, only slide when it's meat

Eyes on the alley, I live in the scope

Pupils like tunnels, no room left for hope

You want a way out? Better carve you a road

You want a safe house? Better die for the code

I seen the liars adapt and survive

Same ones who cried when it came time to ride

You see the mask, I see fear in they eyes

I see the truth when the weak start to lie

Last one standin'? That's hunger and sin

That's cuttin' your losses, includin' your kin

That's choosin' the blade over balm on your skin

That's never forgivin' the place that you in

[Chorus]

This that game of survival

Every breath a rival

I don't pray for arrival

I just kill my denial

If it's you or me

You know how it ends

Last one breathing

Last one breathing wins

[Verse 2]

Talk about demons, I hired 'em, they work

Punch in at midnight, they lurk in the dirt

They keep the secrets I buried in shirts

Stamped with the faces that live in the church

You think it's sport, till you choke on the score

Think it's a story, I lived through the gore

You crave applause, I been craving a war

'Cause peace feel fragile, it tear at the core

I seen a brother go change for a check

I seen a killer go cry and confess

I seen a pastor go pray for a jet

So don't you quote scripture, it bend with the flex

Armor is anger, I sleep in the steel

Tongue like a hammer, I flatten what's real

Smile is a weapon I never reveal

I only grin when it's time for the kill

Voices in layers, they talk over me

One say retreat, other whisper to bleed

One say forgive, other sharpen the teeth

I let the loudest one drag me to streets

I got a problem with peace, it feel fake

I got a habit of raising the stakes

Body count high as my minimum wage

I pay with my conscience for minimum grace

You never felt hunger that gnaw through your ribs

Never felt tension that snap when you live

Never held hands with the devil you kissed

Just to avoid being dropped from the list

You never felt air so heavy with threat

Walk into rooms and you smellin' the debt

Every handshake is a silent roulette

Every favor is a future regret

They want me humble and quiet and clean

They want the beast with a collar and leash

But I got trauma that sharpen the teeth

I got a life that don't fit in they speech

So when you see me, just know what it is

I ain't your brother

Style

rapaggressive trap banger with male vocals; detuned bells and eerie pads over crushing 808s and sharpskittering hats. verses are longrelentless double-time flows with stacked ad-libs and low-octave vocal doubles; hook is shortershoutedand gang-layered. energy ramps from tense spoken intro to full-on assault by verse 2 and 3then drops into a cinematicreverb-drenched outro with whispered ad-libs and distant gun-cock fx.hip hopdeephardcoreenglish

Prompt

rap, hip hop, male, dark, angry, hardcore, deep 808s, "the game of survival" intro, outro, 3rd verse, long verses, less chorus. Last one breathing wins. Deep vocals, layers. Fast pace

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Drozalloxx

GeneratedJan 29, 2026

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