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Lyrics
[Verse]
Shadows creeping, whispers in the cracks,
Streets cold, night folds like a weathered wax,
Hustle on my back, dreams in a knapsack,
Pocket full of schemes, mind sharp like a thumbtack.
Brick walls talk, they murmur my name,
Concrete veins pumping venom in the game,
Snakes slither close, they hunting the fame,
But I’m a dragon in the mist, spitting molten flame.
[Chorus]
Nice try, motherf*****, can’t catch me slipping,
My grind too tight, my vision’s gripping,
Eyes wide open, I see you tripping,
Nice try, motherf*****, the crown stays glistening.
[Verse 2]
Rooftops echo with the sirens’ hymn,
Night’s a beast, and I’m wrestling its grim,
Dodging the vultures, their claws too slim,
While the moon hangs heavy, its light growing dim.
Corner store dreams, racks filled with sin,
Scuffed-up sneakers, where the trouble begins,
Chasing paper trails, the devil’s violin,
Strings pull tight, but I’m breaking within.
[Bridge]
Tunnels of my mind, echoes collide,
Pain’s a passenger, but I’m the guide,
Tidal waves crash, still I rise with the tide,
Nice try, motherf*****, can’t dim my pride.
Details
GeneratedAug 12, 2025
Duration3:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
trance, booming 808s, drill, heavy trap beat with rolling hi-hats, eerie synth pads, vocal, hip hop, layered male vocals with aggressive delivery, dark, rap
Credits
Prompt by
GhostCV
GhostCVModelAria v4
Prompt
Nice try mother f*****, rap, trap, hip hop, brooklyn drill, vocal trance, wave
