

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Teeth out Jaw locked Got that Wrist shock (yeah) [Verse 1] Steel toes on the tile Mud still on my name Late fee on my halo Tattooed in the flame Red eyes in the rear view Heartbeat like a drill You pray for my redemption I’m praying for the thrill [Pre-Chorus] I don’t stand in line I cut through the crowd You ask if I’m fine I just laugh too loud (hah) [Chorus] Blood on the bow when I pull back, pull back Hands on my throat but I love that, love that Bite down hard till my jaw go numb If the world want smoke then I’ll chew that lung Blood on the bow when I pull back, pull back Whole stage shake when I snap that, snap that Head so gone but I feel so clear I was born too loud for your quiet fear (yeah) [Verse 2] Chain swing like a threat Dog tags in my sink Last text never sent Black ink in my drink You want calm? I’m a landslide You want peace? I’m the siren Every “boy like you” warning Just turned to my branding iron [Pre-Chorus] You want me to heal I just want it raw You call this a flaw I call it my law (hey) [Chorus] Blood on the bow when I pull back, pull back Hands on my throat but I love that, love that Bite down hard till my jaw go numb If the world want smoke then I’ll chew that lung Blood on the bow when I pull back, pull back Whole stage shake when I snap that, snap that Head so gone but I feel so clear I was born too loud for your quiet fear (woo) [Bridge] Face down on the carpet, still wired Every bad habit, I’m hired Say “stop” but you sing every word I spit If I’m too much Why you live for it? (live for it) [Chorus] Blood on the bow when I pull back, pull back Hands on my throat but I love that, love that Bite down hard till my jaw go numb If the world want smoke then I’ll chew that lung Blood on the bow when I pull back, pull back Whole stage shake when I snap that, snap that Head so gone but I feel so clear I was born too loud for your quiet fear
Tags
rap, Hybrid punk-trap banger with snarling male vocals, blown-out electric violin stabbing over crushed 808s and chugging power chords. Verses stay clipped and percussive with distorted melodic stabs weaving around the flow; hook detonates with doubled screams, gang shouts, and widened guitars. Short reverb tail on vocals, aggressive saturation on the master for a brick-wall, in-your-face energy arc., male vocals, violin, rhythmic, punk
2:53
No
1/24/2026