Lyrics
[Verse]
Block hot, asphalt boil, veins pump crude
Cinderblock dreams, where the concrete chewed
Gang tats and whispers, cartel moves in shadow
Cash stacked like pyramids, Pharaohs in the ghetto
Baggies in the wind, plastic palms on the strip
Jungle grows in steel, razor vines that rip
Eyes sharp as switchblades, lurking in the mist
Every handshake's a gamble, snake hiss in the wrist
[Chorus]
Plastic palms sway in the heat, counterfeit breeze
Gangster tales and broken streets, nothing comes with ease
Cartel life, no guarantees, we bleed, we seize
Plastic palms sway in the heat, beneath the trees
[Verse 2]
Ink tells stories, scars write the sequel
Money's a preacher, sins feel equal
Duffle bag prophets, streets are the steeple
Power's a drug, and the dose is lethal
Powdered snowstorms, avalanche the block
Pupils like moons, orbit ticking clocks
Coded slang, burners sing their hymn
Survival ain't a choice when the light grows dim
[Bridge]
Chopped voices echo, the devil’s choir hums
Heartbeat percussion, the block’s own drums
Plastic melts, leaves ash in its wake
Fate plays dice, no retakes
Style
layered with eerie synths and ominous basslines for a grittyexperimentaldarkunderground vibeheavy beats with a metallic edgeraphip hopbeats
Prompt
Palmen aus Plastik, Block Leben, Gangster, Drogen, Jungs, Kartelle, rap, hip hop, experimental hip hop, starke Beats
Credits
Prompt byDreamyOutput836
GeneratedSep 6, 2025
ModelAria v4
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