Testi
[Verse]
Sharp tongue swinging, guillotine in the jaw
Every syllable a bullet, verbal sawed-off raw
City lights flicker, but the block stay dim
Hope cracked on the curb, dreams thin at the brim
They ask who I am—ghost in a shell
Script flipped, pen drips, stories I tell
From the dirt where the roots feed the hunger to grow
Turn whispers to a roar, let the whole world know
[Chorus]
Niga rap, it's the fire in my veins
Niga rap, breaking outta these chains
Niga rap, from the cracks in the street
This the anthem of the struggle, where the real ones meet
[Verse 2]
Streets taught me rhythm, no metronome tick
Survive the grind daily, that’s the ultimate trick
Paper dreams fold easy when the wind runs cold
But I’m folding origami, turning dirt into gold
Eyes heavy from the weight, but I carry it still
Brick by brick, I’m the architect of will
Talk cheap, but my words cost blood and sweat
Leave my mark in the dark, y’all ain’t seen nothing yet
[Bridge]
Shadows whisper secrets to the moonlit night
Every step a battle, every breath a fight
I’m the echo in the alley, the spark in the gloom
The bloom in the concrete, the rose in the tomb
Stile di musica
minimalistic beat driven by punchy drums and a dusty vinyl sample, gritty, rap, hard-hitting, boom bap with layered wordplay