Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah… West Coast, heart heavy, eyes wide Truth over lies, ride or die [Chorus] The signal brings you down, keeps you stuck to the ground Weapon systematic, pandemic in the sound Polarize, paralyze, sterilize the masses Keep the ass in molasses, slow dancin’ with the ashes [Verse 1] Woulda, coulda, shoulda left with reality Faith out the door, credibility casualty Belief got repossessed by a screen and a speech Now you reachin’ for a savior that don’t practice what he preach Government incentivized her ass, statistics in a file Welfare case, ghosted dad, learned survival as a child Pretty face, so they told you “act silly for the cam” Sell a story, sell your soul, never read the fine print scam [Chorus] The signal brings you down, keeps you stuck to the ground Weapon systematic, pandemic in the sound Polarize, paralyze, sterilize the masses Keep the ass in molasses, slow dancin’ with the ashes [Verse 2] Victim, victor, switch positions—sinister symmetry Everybody feeds, everybody got necessities Needs turn to chains when the rent due monthly Truth get lonely when the lie pay comfortably Caught in the trap, sirens singin’ lullabies When the police start to cap, ain’t no pause, ain’t no ties Black, black, black—ain’t goin’ back to the cell Ten years gone, still ain’t worth it, ring the bell [Bridge] Mama said think fast but the world move quicker Love got taxed, pain make you richer Every headline try to tell you who to be But freedom start inside when you finally see [Verse 3] They monetize division, call it culture, call it fate Keep us fightin’ in the comments while they feast up at the gate Algorithms judge you, feed your fear by design If you ain’t angry, they’ll manufacture a sign I ain’t holy, I’m just honest with the scars I earned Lessons in the ashes of the bridges I burned West Coast soul with a militant prayer Speak life to the struggle, still breathe in the air [Chorus] The signal brings you down, keeps you stuck to the ground Weapon systematic, pandemic in the sound Polarize, paralyze, sterilize the masses Keep the ass in molasses, slow dancin’ with the ashes [Outro] Reality knockin’, don’t mute that sound Stand up now, don’t let it hold you down West Coast… truth cost, but I pay it proud
Tags
West Coast grit rap soulful menace: slow burning bass, mournful piano, militant drums, raw truth, street prophecy, pain
Duration
2:48
Instrumental
No
Created
1/21/2026