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Lyrics
[Intro]
Born in the gutter, still talk like a king (yeah)
Spit like a verdict, every bar got a sting
You wanted vile?
I'll give you vile then
[Verse 1]
Gold on my neck, but the heart got rust
Smile in your face, but I don’t do trust
Crown tilted, eyes red, breath dust
I made a throne from the people I crushed
You want direct?
Name names, not hints
You’re a post, I’m print
You’re a meme, I’m mint
Little boys bark big on a cracked screen
In the flesh, turn quiet, go caffeine-free
I don’t do subs, I don’t do sneak
Say my name once, we’ll be talking all week (yeah)
[Chorus]
Vile like the venom in a king’s gold ring
Cold-blood talk when the phone might ping
Say it to your face, I don’t hide, I don’t sing
I’m a sinner in a robe, still crowned as a king
Real ones stand when the lies all cling
You bend, you fold, you a cheap little fling
Direct with the hate, with the love, same thing
I’m a sinner in a robe, still crowned as a king (king)
[Verse 2]
I don’t do peace talks, I just do proof
Pull up with receipts, let the ink bruise truth
You were acting like a lion in a chat room loop
Saw you in the street, you were praying for a truce
Sharp with the tongue, that’s a guillotine swing
Cut a fake off, feel lighter, that’s a win
You kiss every ring just to sit by the rim
I built every brick that I sit upon, grim
Raised in the dirt, now I track that mud
On the marble floor where your idols stood
You want clean hands? Then don’t shake mine
These palms wrote contracts written in blood (yeah)
[Chorus]
Vile like the venom in a king’s gold ring
Cold-blood talk when the phone might ping
Say it to your face, I don’t hide, I don’t sing
I’m a sinner in a robe, still crowned as a king
Real ones stand when the lies all cling
You bend, you fold, you a cheap little fling
Direct with the hate, with the love, same thing
I’m a sinner in a robe, still crowned as a king (king)
[Bridge]
No mask, no veil, I’m the cut, I’m the scar (scar)
You pray I fall off, but I’m stuck in your charts
You wanted me cruel?
I was kind till you sparked
[Chorus]
Vile like the venom in a king’s gold ring
Cold-blood talk when the phone might ping
Say it to your face, I don’t hide, I don’t sing
I’m a sinner in a robe, still crowned as a king
Real ones stand when the lies all cling
You bend, you fold, you a cheap little fling
Direct with the hate, with the love, same thing
I’m a sinner in a robe, still crowned as a king (king)
Details
GeneratedFeb 11, 2026
Duration2:23
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive drill-leaning rap beat, snarling 808s and sharp hi-hats; verses ride a cold, minimal loop with punchy male vocals front and center. Hook hits with layered doubles and shouted ad-libs, bass widening and a haunting bell lead. Final chorus adds extra backing chants and stutter edits for a brutal, triumphant close.
Credits
Prompt byMidnightFlares
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Vile, king, Direct, rap
