Your friends are using AiMusic.la to generate music, listen to it! You can also generate your own music!

Lyrics

[Intro – distant subway rumble, sharp hi-hat snap] Concrete cracks where the truth gets told Neon lights paint the cold, cold road [Verse 1 – menacing 808, distorted synth stab] Grew up where the walls talk in broken code Scraped my knees on the asphalt, learned to hold Every card close, every word a blade Hustle in my veins, no time to fade Landlord knocks hard, fridge is bare But I spit fire like I don't care [Pre-Chorus – building snare roll, rising synth] They tried to box me in, chain my voice But I break locks with every choice No handouts, no favors, just my grind Every line a weapon, every rhyme a sign [Chorus 1 – heavy bass drop, ad-libs in background] I wear a crown made of concrete and scars Every step I take, I raise the bar They said I'd fall, but I stand tall This is my city, this is my call [Interlude – gritty guitar riff, sparse trap drums] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 2 – deeper 808, rapid hi-hats] Late nights in the booth, pen in my hand Mama's voice in my head, said "be a man" Pockets empty, but my soul's full Turned pain into power, made the rules Haters talk loud, but they don't know The blood, sweat, tears that made my flow [Pre-Chorus 2 – intensified snare, layered synth] They tried to bury me, but I grew roots Every hater's doubt, I use as fuel No shortcuts, no lies, just my truth Every verse a battle, every win my proof [Chorus 2 – doubled vocals, heavier bass] I wear a crown made of concrete and scars Every step I take, I raise the bar They said I'd fall, but I stand tall This is my city, this is my call [Bridge – stripped-back beat, raw vocal delivery] I don't need the shine, don't need the fame Just need my voice to set the flame For the kids stuck in the same old place Who need a light to win the race [Final Chorus – full trap ensemble, maximum intensity] I wear a crown made of concrete and scars Every step I take, I raise the bar They said I'd fall, but I stand tall This is my city, this is my call [Outro – fading bass, distant siren] Concrete cracks where the truth gets told Neon lights paint my story bold