The Ringer Again

[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

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