Black Clover on My Back

[Verse 1]
Cig in my lips while I’m walking through the dawn
Coat on my back, whole squad tagged along
Rusty old blade but it cut through fate
You got rules, I got results, too late
Black Bull brand on my chest like a scar
Misfit king, turned the outcasts to stars
Magic or not, I don’t bow, I don’t beg
You talk rank, I talk work, big leg
[Chorus]
I put Black Clover on my back (on my back)
Turn a dirty little bar to a camp, that’s a fact (that’s a fact)
All these nobles talking, they just cap, they just cap
I don’t care about your title, I just snap, I just snap
If it moves, then I’m swinging, that’s the plan (that’s the plan)
If you doubt my squad, better pray where you stand (where you stand)
I was drunk in the gutter, now I’m leading up the pack
I’m the shadow in the hall, Clover Kingdom on my back
[Verse 2]
Eyes half closed but I see through lies
You see ranks in the sky, I see kids I gotta guide
Took a loud little brat, turned his roar to a wave
Now the whole world shook when he stepped out the cave
I lost friends, lost time, lost sleep
Still laugh in the face of the thing that creeps
Devils in the dark, I just light my cig
Say “come take a shot” while I take my swig (hah)
[Chorus]
I put Black Clover on my back (on my back)
Turn a dirty little bar to a camp, that’s a fact (that’s a fact)
All these nobles talking, they just cap, they just cap
I don’t care about your title, I just snap, I just snap
If it moves, then I’m swinging, that’s the plan (that’s the plan)
If you doubt my squad, better pray where you stand (where you stand)
I was drunk in the gutter, now I’m leading up the pack
I’m the shadow in the hall, Clover Kingdom on my back

rap, Dark trap beat with ominous bells and layered choirs, 140 BPM bounce. Male vocals, gritty and confident, pocketed triplet flows on the verses; hook is bold, chantable, and slightly melodic. Sub-heavy low end, sharp hi-hats, and occasional chopped-vocal stabs. Verses stay tight and punchy, hook opens with doubles and ad-libs for anthem energy.