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[Verse 1]
I came in with a dented crown
Shoes got mud from the brown brick town
Pay phone dead, still I make my rounds
Small room, big talk, I don't back down
Mama said, "Boy, keep both hands clean"
But rent got sharp, and the night got mean
I learned quick where the weak ones lean
Where a smile can hide a whole routine
I don't fold when the floor gives way
I move slick through the break of day
Cold coffee, same coat, same lane
Still I write my name in the windowpane
[Pre-Chorus]
Count my scars like change
Still I don't break
Stack that weight on me
I still make space
[Chorus]
Back alley chess
I move, I move
Back alley chess
What you gonna do?
Back alley chess
I don't lose my cool
Back alley chess
I play by the rules
[Verse 2]
Corner store glow on a cracked glass shelf
Old man nod like he know himself
Kids on the stoop with the busted belt
Talking too loud like the whole block felt
I seen friends turn fast for a cheap gold shine
Seen pride get sold on a hard-up line
Seen a good day's work get split in mine
So I keep my word and I keep my spine
No grand stage, just a hard brick floor
Every "yes" got a "what for" after more
Every door got a chain and a hidden score
Still I came through like I came before
[Pre-Chorus]
Count my scars like change
Still I don't break
Stack that weight on me
I still make space
[Chorus]
Back alley chess
I move, I move
Back alley chess
What you gonna do?
Back alley chess
I don't lose my cool
Back alley chess
I play by the rules
[Bridge]
When the room go quiet, I hear my name
Not the one they call, but the one I claim
Made from scrape marks, sweat, and flame
If I lose one round, I learn the game
[Chorus]
Back alley chess
I move, I move
Back alley chess
What you gonna do?
Back alley chess
I don't lose my cool
Back alley chess
I play by the rules
Details
GeneratedJun 10, 2026
Duration3:04
LanguageEnglish
Style
Boom bap hip hop with dusty sampled drums, clipped rimshots, walking bass dust, and swung pocket at a steady mid-tempo; verse rides sparse loop and chopped piano stab, pre-chorus pulls back to drums and bass only, chorus lands with a gritty vocal sample and thick gang doubles on the anchor. Add vinyl crackle between sections, reverse horn swells into the hook, and a short DJ scratch fill before the last verse. Mix is warm, punchy, and narrow in the center with crisp drums and a gritty low-mid bite., hip hop, rap
Credits
Prompt by
Rotexthareal
RotextharealModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Rap, boom bap, hip hop
