Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Parklea block, cold tile, cold cot Two-man cell, three-man plot Real wolves, all teeth, no talk Had to learn how to sleep in my socks Old celli tried cut my air off Steel in his hand, heart switched off Blood on the floor, screws ran in late He got wheeled out, I just saw gates Governor said, “You ain’t safe here” Next stop, max yard, five years File on the desk: “High risk” I just clenched both fists, that’s it [Chorus] I was housed with some monsters Climbed out that concrete coffin Kept my mind strong, kept my guard on Turned that pain into pressure, now I’m locked in I was one step from a grave or a sentence Built a body and a brain as a weapon I was housed with some monsters Came out sharper than the fences [Verse 2] Push-ups, burpees, whole wing watching Counting every rep like options Either get preyed on, or get solid Either go crazy, or get honest Reading that charge sheet, five on the table Thinking of Mum, she praying I’m able To walk that line, not fold, not fumble Heart like a riot, voice like a rumble Seg yard runs, laps in a square Sweat in my eyes, rust in the air Every day war, steel door, steel stare Still heard “freedom” under that glare [Chorus] I was housed with some monsters Climbed out that concrete coffin Kept my mind strong, kept my guard on Turned that pain into pressure, now I’m locked in I was one step from a grave or a sentence Built a body and a brain as a weapon I was housed with some monsters Came out sharper than the fences [Bridge] They tried break me But I broke through Turn brick into backbone Turn scars into truth (yeah) If they move how they move Then I move how I choose Beat the time in my head ’Fore I ever beat the screws [Chorus] I was housed with some monsters Climbed out that concrete coffin Kept my mind strong, kept my guard on Turned that pain into pressure, now I’m locked in I was one step from a grave or a sentence Built a body and a brain as a weapon I was housed with some monsters Came out sharper than the fences
Tags
rap, Dark, cinematic drill beat at midtempo with 808s snarling and sparse piano stabs. Male vocals: tight, close-mic’d delivery, verses spit in a low, controlled growl that edges into a shout on key lines. Hook widens with stacked gang vocals on the last words of each bar, subtle riser into each chorus drop, and a short, filtered breakdown before the final hook for maximum impact., strong
Duration
2:26
Instrumental
No
Created
2/10/2026