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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Shadows whisper names, streetlights flicker shame,
Tales of betrayal, blood-soaked in the game.
He spoke to the suits, tongue dripped with venom,
Gave up the kings, now rats run the kingdom.
Stacking bricks, not Legos, this life ain’t pretend,
But snitches on the block turn kin to loose ends.
Eyes in the rearview, trust's a ghost in the breeze,
You either move silent or end up on your knees.
[Chorus]
Snitches burn the bridges we built from pain,
Tears in the gutter, washed down the drain.
Street code carved in the scars we bled,
But the rats squeak loud, leave the hustlers dead.
Street code, yeah, it’s all we know.
[Verse 2]
Used to be love, now it’s all fake hugs,
Snakes in the grass, smiling over our plugs.
Flipping packs to survive, ain’t no glory in crime,
But they’d rather see us rot, doin' federal time.
He ratted for crumbs, gave up the whole plate,
Told ‘em where the stash at, sealed our fate.
Soul colder than the ice that we used to slang,
Now the block’s a ghost town, echoing the bang.
[Pre-Chorus]
Whispers in the wind, shadows on my back,
Looking for the Judas who flipped for a stack.
Trust ain't currency, loyalty’s rare,
But snitches don’t care, they just leave you in despair.
Details
GeneratedSep 29, 2025
Duration3:23
LanguageEnglish
Style
heavy 808s, emo rap, beats, dark and atmospheric, trap beat, emo, rap, male vocals
Credits
Prompt by
KINGMASTERPLAN
KINGMASTERPLANModelAria v4
Prompt
Make a song about all the snitches who rat on the hustlers who run the streets making money to survive selling drugs with epic hooks and 808 beats with emo rap twist, rap, trap
