Fuck bitches get money

(Intro clean guitar → distorted crash)  
(Whispered, style snarl) Rezin, you ready?
“Yeah… every saint got a shadow… and mine’s a mile long.”
(Clean arpeggio… building… then BOOM — full band hits.)
[Verse 1 soaring classic rock melody]
[Melodic flow with rising tails:]
Walkin’ tall in the stre-e-ets, boots hittin’ like a drum,
I gave my heart to the wor-ld, and the world just made me numb.
I saw the angels fa-all, yeah they left me in the smoke,
Now every promise that they ma-ade turned to chains around my throat.
(jump to higher chest voice)
I got a pocket full of payback, and a soul that’s wearin’ thin—
If you ain’t ridin’ when I’m down, you ain’t comin’ when I win.
(Pre-Chorus big build, climbing melody)
Ooooh, I’ve been broken,
Ooooh, I’ve been used,
But I’ll burn every bridge with a smile
If it means I’ll never lose…
(Chorus big melody, dramatic, powerful)
Fuck bitches — get money, that’s the only truth I know,
I got a heart that’s gone to wa-ar, and it’s never goin’ home.
Yeah, fuck everybody talkin’ like they think they own my road,
I’m a sinner made of li-ghtnin’,
And I’ll die before I’m sold.
(Last line held long, vibrto)
“So-old… YEAH!”
[Verse 2 melodic sneer,  swagger]
Whiskey drippin’ off the ni-ight, heavy footsteps down the line,
Every scar I’ve earned in ba-attles is a medal in my mind.
People talk like they’re go-od, but they never faced my hell,
Never crawled out of the da-ark with a story they can’t tell.
(Melody rises hard into growl)
I ain’t beggin’ for acceptance, ain’t askin’ for their grace—
If you ain’t real inside my storm, get the fuck outta my space.
[Pre-Chorus higher than first, more emotion
Ooooh, I paid the pri-ice,
Ooooh, I took the fall,
But I’m standin’ here with fire in my chest
And I ain’t scared at all,
[Chorus bigger, harmonies added]
Fuck bitches — get money, that’s the only truth I know,
Got these demons on my sho-uulder, screamin’ “never let it fucking go!”
Yeah, fuck everybody doubtin’ what I’m destined to unfold—
I’m a rebel carved in ir-on,
With a heart you can’t control.
[Bridge slow, gritty, emotional like “Estranged” or “Civil War”]
(Soft clean guitar, spoken/melodic mixture)
I gave the world my heart once…
And I watched it light the fuse…
Now I walk through fire laughing
’Cause there ain’t nothin’ left to lose.
(Then rising melody)
If the world wants a villain…
Then a villain I’ll be…
Just don’t ask for forgiveness
Cause you’ll get none from me
[Guitar Solo (Pentatonic 
Long bends… descending blues runs… triumphant climbing phrasing…Ends on a sustained emotional wail.]
[Final Chorus belting high notes, ad-libs over top]
Fuck bitches — get money, yeah that’s all I’ll ever claim,
Middle finger to the heavens, they can strike me with their flame!
Yeah, fuck everybody tryna put a number on my soul—
I was born inside the ri-o-o-ot,
And I’ll die before I fold!
[echos over the last repeats:]
“Yeah—keep talkin’!”
“You can’t stop me!”
“World ain’t ready for me!”
Outro (clean guitar fading out)
Fuck it!

Wild, snarling classic-rock fury with soaring vocals, bluesy riffs, blazing solos, and raw outlaw attitude., rock