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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yankee cap talk
All that chatter, I fact-check stats
You brag empire
I map out cracks in ya habitat
You got tall tales
All I see is subsidized swag in a starter pack
BK, BX, Queensbridge
Where the heart at?
You had mixtapes, stairwell smoke
Corner ciphers and park bench quotes
Now it’s TikTok teeth and borrowed flows
All designer, empty soul
You scream borough
But your contracts read “remote control”
I’m from the era where a pen left scars
Not captions under posts
[Chorus]
All New York rappers, stand in line (line up)
Statue of Liberty, close your eyes
You had your time, now respect this grind
I’m breaking that skyline, brick by rhyme
All New York rappers, drop that crown (give it up)
Concrete crumble when I come around
You paved the road, but I run this town
Put your borough on mute when I shut you down
[Verse 2]
Old school, new school
Same bluff, new label on the same dust
You claim “golden age”
Still living off one verse and a tour bus
Legends in the lounge
But the last hot bar was a guest cut
Streaming checks thin
Still talk rich, that’s a dress-up
New kids screaming “goat” in they bio
Three-month run, then they fade in a spiral
You copy every dance, every trend
Still can’t write pain that survives in the vinyl
I’m that side street cypher with a wired jaw
Still biting on the beat like a primal
You the Times Square mascot
I’m the blackout, final
[Chorus]
All New York rappers, stand in line (what up?)
Statue of Liberty, close your eyes
You had your time, now respect this grind
I’m breaking that skyline, brick by rhyme
All New York rappers, drop that crown (drop it)
Concrete crumble when I come around
You paved the road, but I run this town
Put your borough on mute when I shut you down
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to drums and guitar chugs]
From the tunnel to the rooftop, you froze
Got legends on the wall but the ink too old
From the subway noise to the sold-out shows
Your echo still loud, but the echo got owned
(Who want smoke?)
Name the block, I map that code
(Who want war?)
Every bar swing heavy like a slammed steel door
[Chorus]
All New York rappers, stand in line (line up)
Statue of Liberty, close your eyes
You had your time, now respect this grind
I’m breaking that skyline, brick by rhyme
All New York rappers, drop that crown (yeah)
Concrete crumble when I come around
You paved the road, but I run this town
Put your borough on mute when I shut you down
Details
GeneratedFeb 13, 2026
Duration3:04
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive hybrid of boom-bap and modern trap: grimy vinyl crackle over detuned bells, 808s hitting under live metal drums and chugging guitars. Verses double-timed in spots, male vocals with snarled delivery and stacked gang shouts on key punchlines. Hook explodes with halftime groove and crowd-style chants, last chorus adds octave-doubled vocal and guitar feedback swell., theme, metal, hip hop, beats, hardcore
Credits
Prompt byLofiBanger163
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Battle rap against all New York rappers. Old school and Now school.put theme in their place.keep it real., rap, hip hop, trap, beats, hardcore, metal
