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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Prison fights more entertaining than the ones on screens
Ain’t no cameras, ain’t no sponsors, just some shattered dreams
Brothers and the boys use whatever that’s around
Lock in, sock in, blade in, you going down
Life on the line for a sideways stare
One wrong word, now your blood in the air
Cell doors slam, hear the metal in your chest
Heartbeat racing, you just hope you don’t rest
[Chorus]
Cell block goes quiet when the tension rise
Everybody freeze up, ain’t a word, just eyes
Guards don’t help, they just stand aside
This ain’t a show, this where cowards die
Cell block goes quiet, you can hear that fear
Life hits hard when the truth this near
Cell block goes quiet, can’t rewind, can’t hide
Only thing left is your will and pride
[Verse 2]
See a tray get flipped, that’s a war bell rung
See a man get jumped, teeth on the floor like crumbs
Concrete crowd in a circle, no ref, no rounds
Just desperate swings, outnumbered, go pound for pound
You pray for a lockdown, you beg for that gate
But the ones with the keys just debate your fate
If you make it to your bunk, then you thank that sky
If you don’t, you just another name they write, “he died”
[Chorus]
Cell block goes quiet when the tension rise
Everybody freeze up, ain’t a word, just eyes
Guards don’t help, they just stand aside
This ain’t a show, this where cowards die
Cell block goes quiet, you can hear that fear
Life hits hard when the truth this near
Cell block goes quiet, can’t rewind, can’t hide
Only thing left is your will and pride
[Bridge]
Life hits, it don’t miss (nah)
All that tough talk turn to mist (yeah)
In a place where a stare is a threat
Every single sunrise feel like roulette
[Chorus]
Cell block goes quiet when the tension rise
Everybody freeze up, ain’t a word, just eyes
Guards don’t help, they just stand aside
This ain’t a show, this where cowards die
Cell block goes quiet, you can hear that fear
Life hits hard when the truth this near
Cell block goes quiet, can’t rewind, can’t hide
Only thing left is your will and pride
Details
GeneratedFeb 10, 2026
Duration2:26
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Gritty street-rap beat, swung hi-hats and heavy low-end; verses narrow and tense with close-mic male vocals, hook explodes with layered chants and crowd-style ad-libs, sparse minor-key piano stabs and eerie pads to underline the danger, short a cappella breaks to spotlight key punchlines
Credits
Prompt by
chrismichael331
chrismichael331ModelAria v5
Prompt
Prison fights more entertaining then the ufc fights brothers and the boys us whatever is around to smash you life on the line when in a fight cell blocks goes quiet guards don’t help life hits rap
