Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I came up on red dirt roads With my name held high Seen too much to fold up Seen too much to die They want fear on my collar Want my head bowed low But I learned from the hard days I don't bend, I grow Hands up, eyes clear Still I stay in frame Try to write me off once I come back in flame [Chorus] I refuse to go down I refuse to go down No more blood on the ground No more fear in my town Emmett Till, Trayvon Martin George Floyd, Breonna We remember, we rise up I refuse to go down (no) [Verse 2] They put hate in the water Try to poison the well But my people keep singing Through the smoke and the shell Grandma taught me my spine Was a prayer and a blade Every step I take now Is a debt that I paid If you look at me sideways I look back like, "try" I got justice in my chest And a storm in my eye [Chorus] I refuse to go down I refuse to go down No more blood on the ground No more fear in my town Emmett Till, Trayvon Martin George Floyd, Breonna We remember, we rise up I refuse to go down (hey) [Verse 3] I'm not here for the silence I'm not here to kneel I'm here for every family Still learning to heal From the porch to the courthouse From the fields to the stage We turn pain into power We turn rage into change So if they come with the darkness I bring back the dawn I'm still standing, still swinging And my story goes on [Chorus] I refuse to go down I refuse to go down No more blood on the ground No more fear in my town Emmett Till, Trayvon Martin George Floyd, Breonna We remember, we rise up I refuse to go down (still here)
Tags
Country, Country Pop and rap hip hop trap at 92 BPM, stomping kick-snare, tight 808 sub-bass, muted banjo plucks, acoustic guitar chops, slide guitar cries, sparse piano, hard-hitting half-time groove, raw male vocals with grit and fire, chanty hooks, sharp mix with dusty Southern edge and widescreen punch, country, rap, pop, hip hop
Duration
3:26
Instrumental
No
Created
4/17/2026