Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Parklea, Parklea Hard yard, heart scarred You don’t know war ‘Til you seen this yard (nah) [Verse 1] Seen blood on the walls, that’s routine Mop head red, still call it clean Judge took years like loose change Smirk on his face, said my name strange Cops played games with my case, that’s foul Switched up the dates, tryna cage me down Mum in the dock with her hands in prayer I’m staring at the clock like it ain’t fair Islander boy in a concrete cage Aussie boys circle, all full of rage Size me up like I won’t swing first I been fighting in the street since church [Chorus] Parklea prison, hardest in the nation Every step, every breath, confrontation Knuckles to the jaw, feel bones vibrate We don’t talk tough here, we migrate hate Brothers get jumped in the block after lock Blood on the floor, screws bang on the box You ain’t seen real war, only seen the news This is Parklea blues, Parklea blues (yeah) [Verse 2] Unit yard tense, I can smell that fear Eyes on my skin when I walk in here Island flag tatted on my ribs, that pride Stand for the boys that already died Seen my brother on the ground, boots to his head Four-on-one, try leave him dead I ran straight in, didn’t count that crowd Just fists, just fury, just blacked out loud Laid up, split lip, got my charge sheet thick Got moved to the block ‘cause my hands too quick Governor talk like I’m born this way But they built this rage, now they beg I pray [Chorus] Parklea prison, hardest in the nation Every step, every breath, confrontation Knuckles to the jaw, feel bones vibrate We don’t talk tough here, we migrate hate Brothers get jumped in the block after lock Blood on the floor, screws bang on the box You ain’t seen real war, only seen the news This is Parklea blues, Parklea blues [Bridge] Who gon’ ride when the lights cut out? (who?) Who gon’ stand when the shanks come out? Judge took years, but he can’t take heart I was raised in the dark, made sharp, made smart I’m an island at war in this frostbit place But I still see home in my brother’s face (yeah) [Chorus] Parklea prison, hardest in the nation Every step, every breath, confrontation Knuckles to the jaw, feel bones vibrate We don’t talk tough here, we migrate hate Brothers get jumped in the block after lock Blood on the floor, screws bang on the box You ain’t seen real war, only seen the news This is Parklea blues, Parklea blues
Tags
rap, Hard, mid-tempo drill beat with heavy sub bass, metallic percussion, and dark synth stabs. Male vocals raw and upfront, slight distortion on doubles. Hook explodes with layered gang vocals and pitched shouts; verses stay tight and close-mic’d. Occasional siren FX swells for tension, abrupt drop-outs before key punchlines.
Duration
2:39
Instrumental
No
Created
3/16/2026