[theme - a soulful hip-hop beat in A minor, inspired by Lil Wayne’s ‘Let It All Work Out’ soft piano chords, slow trap drums, and ambient strings. BPM around 75]
[Intro – Spoken]
I been through a lot I don’t talk about…
Sometimes you gotta bleed to know you alive.
But I ain’t tryna die no more…
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[Verse 1]
Used to pray for better nights, got silence in return
Mama lit a candle, said the devil like to burn
Pops wasn’t home, so the streets had to teach
Every scar on my body like a sermon I preach
Cousin took his life, I ain’t cry—I was numb
Put a hole in my heart, had to patch it with rum
Suicide notes that I folded like clothes
Never sent ’em, but they haunted me more than my foes
Fell asleep starvin’, stomach sangin’ blues
But I’d rather fight pain than be a man who lose
Lookin’ at the sky like “God, I ain’t ask for much…”
Just a path, a plan, and someone to trust
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[Hook – Melodic/Spoken Hybrid, similar to Wayne’s flow]
Let the rain pour down, I’ll stand in the flood
Let my past talk loud, I don’t cover the mud
If the world hate me now, that’s cool—I’m me
Went through hell for this peace, now I’m finally free
Let it bleed, let it bruise, let it all come out
Took the pain, made a song—this my way to shout
Let it sting, let it burn, let the storm get loud
But I kept my soul clean, and I made it out
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[Verse 2]
I ain’t picture this life, but I painted it raw
Lost myself, then I found me behind that wall
They said “talk to a shrink,” I said “talk to the pen”
Cuz every rhyme was a therapy session again
Mama cried in her sleep, I could hear her regret
Said I’m all that she got—had me feelin’ that stress
So I stayed in the booth ‘stead of bein’ in the streets
Told the reaper “back off,” I got verses to speak
Now they hear me like sermons in the darkest of times
And the fans say “your lyrics done healed part of my mind”
So who am I to give up when they countin’ on hope
I done walked through the fire—now I’m handin’ out coats
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[Hook – repeat]
Let the rain pour down, I’ll stand in the flood
Let my past talk loud, I don’t cover the mud
If the world hate me now, that’s cool—I’m me
Went through hell for this peace, now I’m finally free
Let it bleed, let it bruise, let it all come out
Took the pain, made a song—this my way to shout
Let it sting, let it burn, let the storm get loud
But I kept my soul clean, and I made it out
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[Outro – Spoken softly, reflective tone]
Sometimes… you gotta lose everything
Just to see what really matters.
I ain’t perfect… but I ain’t broken no more either.
Let it all work out…
RusManTv
