Prompt / Lyrics
--- [Intro – Growled whisper, doubled vox] Yeah... (Ad-lib: “Bitch, I been ready…”) Climb out the mud with a mouth full of knives. [Backing Vox: “Mouth full of knives!”] Let’s go. --- [Verse 1 – Snarled flow, deep vocal] I ain’t from the block, I built that bitch Brick by brick with a switchblade twitch Had a bag full of pain and a trunk full of rage Now I spit like a goddamn war on the stage (Ad-lib: “RAH!”) Every scar on my skin is a page in the book Y’all talk tough, but you shook when I look I don’t pray to no man, I don’t flinch at the reaper If karma got a price, I’m the muthafuckin' keeper [Backing Vox: “Say it again!”] --- [Chorus – Screamed, stacked harmonies] I don’t fold, I break bones! Put me in a cage, I make thrones! All that fake love, I dethrone! Heart ice cold, I breathe stones! [Backing Vox: “GUTTER GOLD!”] From the pit, I rose—can’t kill what’s broke! Cut my soul, I still don’t choke! (Ad-lib: “Still don’t choke, bitch!”) --- [Verse 2 – Faster, staccato delivery] I ain’t got friends, I got wolves with lead Pull up on sight, leave your dreams all red Bitch made threats on a cracked iPhone But I been that storm with a goddamn throne [Backing Vox: “You don’t want this smoke!”] I snap like spine when the pressure’s up You rap like you still get your cheddar cut I been that ghost with a chain in the rain You a TikTok bitch tryna dance in my lane (Ad-lib: “Nah, fuck outta here!”) --- [Bridge – Whispered, unhinged] They told me to calm down. Told me I’m “too much.” They ain’t see me in the dark With my demons clutched. [Backing Vox: “LET. IT. BLEED.”] Wanna play war? Then die in it. I don’t throw hands—I write violence. --- [Chorus – Screamed, doubled with backing shouts] I don’t fold, I break bones! Put me in a cage, I make thrones! All that fake love, I dethrone! Heart ice cold, I breathe stones! [Backing Vox: “GUTTER GOLD!”] From the pit, I rose—can’t kill what’s broke! Cut my soul, I still don’t choke! (Ad-lib: “Try me, HO!”) --- [Verse 3 – Final strike, mid-tempo, grimy] I been on edge like a blade in the mouth You scream “real” then you cave for the clout I been exed out, left dead in the trench Now I piss pure fire on every fence [Backing Vox: “LET THAT BITCH BURN!”] Pull no punches, no filters, no grace Tattooed wrath on the side of my face They want peace? Better walk with a vest I eat my enemies—call it success (Ad-lib: “Bon appétit, motherfucker…”) --- [Outro – Spoken, distorted] Keep your fame. Keep your chains. I made a throne from my pain. [Backing Vox: “GUTTER GOLD.” (echo)]
Tags
(Hardcore Rap / Trap Metal Fusion) [BPM: 148] [Key: D minor] [Vibe: Aggressive, raw, venomous delivery. Dark 808s
Duration
2:42
Instrumental
No
Created
4/17/2025