

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Back in it Thought I was finished? Watch this (ayy) [Verse 1] Been through hell so much it feel like home now Scars on my name, I wear it like a chrome crown Every setback really just a warmup round Talk slick, get flipped, I don’t slow down Sleep in the studio, floor for a mattress Turn every loss into fuel for the madness Came from the quiet, turned it to a riot Pressure my diet, I chew through the sadness Told ’em I’d break in, they laughed in my face Now they rehearse my words, can’t keep up the pace I don’t chase clout, I chase my own ghost Tryna outdo the last me, that’s the main goal Whole life heavy like weight plates rattling Still I move quick, see the fate lines scattering If pain is a gym, then I’m maxing the set Every bruise that I got is a unpaid debt [Chorus] I’m going through the ringer again Same war, new day, amen Every cut on my hands, that’s rent Paid in blood for the life I meant I’m going through the ringer again (again) Still stand, still swing, no bend (no bend) If it break me, I break back then I’m going through the ringer again [Verse 2] Voices in my head like “you won’t last” I reply “keep talking, that’s jet fuel, gas” All this weight on my chest got me built like brass Turn doubt into steps, I don’t live in the past Cold world, I adapt with a cold stare They prayed for my fall, I just climbed more stairs Every closed door, that’s a dare, I swear Kick hinges off, leave the frame in the air (pow) Heart been stomped, still pumps like a piston Every dark thought, I convert to a mission You see an L, I see premonition Plotting my upgrade, locked in, no intermission If they wanna drag my name through the mud I’ma spell it in stone, in the middle of the flood Either drown where you stand or you swim through the pain Me? I dive back down, come up screaming my name (woo) [Chorus] I’m going through the ringer again Same war, new day, amen Every cut on my hands, that’s rent Paid in blood for the life I meant I’m going through the ringer again (again) Still stand, still swing, no bend (no bend) If it break me, I break back then I’m going through the ringer again [Bridge] Run it up, run it up, can’t scare me (nah) If it hurt, that’s proof it prepared me (yeah) Every scar on my skin, that’s a sermon Every fall that I took, I’m still learnin’ (still learnin’) [Chorus] I’m going through the ringer again Same war, new day, amen Every cut on my hands, that’s rent Paid in blood for the life I meant I’m going through the ringer again (again) Still stand, still swing, no bend (no bend) If it break me, I break back then I’m going through the ringer again
Tags
rap, Aggressive Midwest hip-hop banger with harsh male vocals, double-time pockets over crushing 808s and sharp drum & bass percussion; verses sprint with dense internal rhymes, hook drops to a chantable halftime stomp, ad-libs tucked wide in the stereo field, sub-bass shaking under clipped synth stabs and abrupt mute-outs for impact, hip hop, harsh, drum and bass, male vocals, hardcore hip hop, hardcore
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3/23/2026