Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah They tried to lay me down But you can’t kill What was never alive [Chorus] You can’t kill me, I’m born dead Heart cold steel in my chest, that’s lead Walk through fire with a calm in my head You can’t kill me You can’t kill me, I’m born dead You can’t break what already fell Turn my own scars to a suit of shell Hell got a room, but I never quite bled You can’t kill me You can’t kill me, I’m born dead (yeah) [Verse 1] I was raised on the edge of a bad idea Hands in the sink, blood circlin’ with the tears Mama in the kitchen, prayin’ loud to the air Daddy in the street, same clothes, same year Every bill late, every plate half-clean I was eatin’ on anger, growin’ tall on the heat Learned early, if I fall then I fall on my feet Life hit me in the jaw, I just tightened my teeth (grr) [Chorus] You can’t kill me, I’m born dead Heart cold steel in my chest, that’s lead Walk through fire with a calm in my head You can’t kill me You can’t kill me, I’m born dead You can’t break what already fell Turn my own scars to a suit of shell Hell got a room, but I never quite bled You can’t kill me You can’t kill me, I’m born dead [Verse 2] I done slept in a car with the seat laid back Woke up to a cop with a light in my lap He said, “Boy, you a case just waitin’ to crack” I said, “Sir, I’m a ghost that you’ll never quite catch” (ha) Seen friends turn foes over food and a name Seen blood on the floor, everybody say “game” If the reaper wanna dance, I’ma step in his lane ‘Cause I died in my mind ‘fore I ever felt pain [Chorus] You can’t kill me, I’m born dead Heart cold steel in my chest, that’s lead Walk through fire with a calm in my head You can’t kill me You can’t kill me, I’m born dead You can’t break what already fell Turn my own scars to a suit of shell Hell got a room, but I never quite bled You can’t kill me You can’t kill me, I’m born dead
Tags
rap, Dark, menacing boom-bap with trunk-rattling low end and crisp hats; verses ride a mid-tempo head-nod groove while eerie minor-key keys stab around the vocal. Hooks explode with stacked, shouted gang vocals and distorted ad-libs; subtle vinyl grit and distant siren textures build tension under aggressive male vocals., hip hop
Duration
2:19
Instrumental
No
Created
3/27/2026