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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Back again
Count that
Run it
[Verse 1]
I was eating dust in a cold-ass flat
Now the safe on swole, whole door gone crack
Took ten Ls, made ‘em all flip back
Turn pain into gold, that’s a real-life hack (uh)
Ops online, but they ghost outside
Mouth run laps, but they legs don’t stride
You ain’t ever heard your own heart when it dried
On a mattress, staring at a mould-stain sky
I don’t do talk, boy, I do timestamps
Blood on the sole from the uphill ramps
Whole block watch when the blacked-out lands
They know one kid made the whole thing dance
[Chorus]
Racks in the ruins, I built ‘em from ash (from ash)
War in my head but I walk with a laugh (ha)
Came from the bottom, I’m cutting a path
Sharp like glass, they bleed when they clash
Racks in the ruins, I sleep with the stash
Teeth on the metal, I bite when it flash
You want my spot? You better move fast
Heart like a drum that’ll never unlatch (never)
[Verse 2]
Late night runs with the hoodie half-zipped
Old house keys on a noose round wrist
Whole damn life in a Tesco bag
Couple court letters and a burnt-out zig
You was outside for the photos, huh
I was outside ‘cause the rent too much
You chase likes, I chase that rush
Of the first ten K that you can’t just touch
Mum said “pray,” I just prayed for a plug
Dad said “stay,” but he stayed in the pub
I just stayed up, tryna scrape my grub
Now the plate so big that it break that rug
I don’t need love, I need land and a lake
Big black gate, whole fam in the wake
Tattooed truth on the side of my face
If I die right now, they gon’ know I ain’t fake (yeah)
[Chorus]
Racks in the ruins, I built ‘em from ash (from ash)
War in my head but I walk with a laugh (ha)
Came from the bottom, I’m cutting a path
Sharp like glass, they bleed when they clash
Racks in the ruins, I sleep with the stash
Teeth on the metal, I bite when it flash
You want my spot? You better move fast
Heart like a drum that’ll never unlatch (never)
[Bridge]
Whole hood talk when the doors go up (skrrt)
Same ones laughed when we tore that bus
Same ones stared when we tore that judge
Now they wanna ride but the seats all stuffed (nah)
Hands in the air for the ones gone past
Ink on my skin, every name, every scar
If I fall off, I’ma fall with a charge
‘Cause I lived three lives in this one small heart (yeah)
[Chorus]
Racks in the ruins, I built ‘em from ash (from ash)
War in my head but I walk with a laugh (ha)
Came from the bottom, I’m cutting a path
Sharp like glass, they bleed when they clash
Racks in the ruins, I sleep with the stash
Teeth on the metal, I bite when it flash
You want my spot? You better move fast
Heart like a drum that’ll never unlatch (never)
Details
GeneratedMar 26, 2026
Duration2:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive trap-electro banger with male vocals; detuned bells and eerie pads over booming 808s and clipped hi-hats. Verses ride a sharp, percussive flow; guitars swell in the pre-chorus then explode into chugging riffs on the hook. Heavy sidechain pumping and long tail reverbs on the snare; ad-libs tucked wide for a brutal, arena-ready slap., loud, hip hop, electro, clean, rhythmic, electronic
Credits
Prompt by
Jackenfinger
JackenfingerModelAria v5
Prompt
Trap hard hitting rap with 808 bass drops and electronic guitar sweeps. Drums loud and powerful reverb. Vocals clean rap nice rythms and rhythmic lyrics brutal lyrics, rap, trap, hip hop, electro
