Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Head banging in the mirror
Neck sore, but I’m grinning
Thought I lost that fire
Guess it was just thinning
Old scars on my knuckles
From a kid that swung first
Tried to play it peaceful
But the hunger still hurts
[Pre-Chorus]
I pressed pause on the savage
Played nice, played small
Now that beast in the attic
Kicked straight through the wall (hey!)
[Chorus]
This my prime time, better tune in
Old me back like a sequel with new skin
Heart like a war drum, can’t mute it
Head bagging, rage tagged and rebooted
This my prime time, middle of the ring
Every doubt that I had, I turned to swing
You wanted tame, but I’m past that phase
Reawakening, I’m built from blaze
[Verse 2]
Sleepwalking through my twenties
Dead eyes, fake calm
Now I’m wide awake, buzzing
Like a live wire in my palms
Ripped pages of my journal
All the times I backed down
I stitch them in my jacket
Wear regret like a crown
[Pre-Chorus]
That soft voice in my chest
Tried to hush the roar
Now it’s screaming “no rest”
Till I settle the score (woah)
[Chorus]
This my prime time, better tune in
Old me back like a sequel with new skin
Heart like a war drum, can’t mute it
Head bagging, rage tagged and rebooted
This my prime time, middle of the ring
Every doubt that I had, I turned to swing
You wanted tame, but I’m past that phase
Reawakening, I’m built from blaze
[Bridge]
I was quiet in the chaos
Scared to crack the frame
Now I’m carving in the concrete
You gon’ learn my name
If I die on this hill
At least I die awake
I’d rather break my bones
Than watch my spirit break (hey!)
[Chorus]
This my prime time, better tune in
Old me back like a sequel with new skin
Heart like a war drum, can’t mute it
Head bagging, rage tagged and rebooted
This my prime time, middle of the ring
Every doubt that I had, I turned to swing
You wanted tame, but I’m past that phase
Reawakening, I’m built from blaze
Style
rapaggressive rap-rock hybrid with male vocals; detuned guitars chug over a heavysyncopated bass groove and crisp trap-leaning drums. verses spit rapidpercussive bars with occasional half-time switch-ups; chorus explodes into shouted gang vocals and octave guitars. brief filtered breakdown before the final hook to make the last drop hit hardest.rock
Prompt
Head bagging, rap, rock, reawakening the old me, prime time with hard bass
Credits
Prompt bySolarNote178
GeneratedJan 21, 2026
ModelAria v5
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