Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Born in West Glendale, I move in silence
Trust got cracks, so I read through faces
I been alone, yeah, long enough to know
Not every hand out here is on your side
I had old scars, now they talk too loud
Every new room got me checking the exits
I want a better name, not a darker path
Still my shadow walks when the night get thick
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m tired of the doubt
Tired of the games
Tired of hearing love
Then seeing the change
I want my hands clean
I want my mind clear
I’m looking for a way out
From here
[Chorus]
West Glendale, keep me right
West Glendale, through the night
I been hurt, but I’m still here
I’m still here, I’m still here
West Glendale, hold me tight
West Glendale, I’ll survive
I want more than what I lost
More than what I lost
[Verse 2]
I seen folks switch when the bag got close
Seen fake smiles turn to cold front pages
I don’t chase thrills, I chase real peace
A little sunlight on a busted road
No more chasing trouble for a quick high
No more selling pieces of my soul away
I just want a place where the truth still lives
And a future that don’t feel like a fight
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m tired of the doubt
Tired of the games
Tired of hearing love
Then seeing the change
I want my hands clean
I want my mind clear
I’m looking for a way out
From here
[Chorus]
West Glendale, keep me right
West Glendale, through the night
I been hurt, but I’m still here
I’m still here, I’m still here
West Glendale, hold me tight
West Glendale, I’ll survive
I want more than what I lost
More than what I lost
[Bridge]
If I’m honest, I was sinking fast
Counting pain like it’s all I had
But I’m not built to stay in that
No, I’m not built to stay in that
I can change, I can rise
I can learn how to let it die
All that anger in my chest
I can turn it into breath
[Chorus]
West Glendale, keep me right
West Glendale, through the night
I been hurt, but I’m still here
I’m still here, I’m still here
West Glendale, hold me tight
West Glendale, I’ll survive
I want more than what I lost
More than what I lost
Style
rap with a brooding mid-tempo boom-bap bouncedusty kick-snare swingtense sub pulsesand a sparse piano loop in verse one; pre-chorus opens with layered chants and a rising filter; chorus hits with stacked doublescrowd ad-libsand a sharp synth stab on the hook word. close-mic gritty lead vocalwhispered side harmoniesdelay throws on the last word of each hook linevinyl crackle and reversed swell into the chorusbright punchy mix with a cold low end.rap
Prompt
I've been thinking about Born n crazied n,westGlendale. I feel Alone,trust issues. I want to Sell dope ,fuck bitches, . I hope to become more Hired Assassin. My favorite genre of music is Rap.
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JOKEYJOKES
JOKEYJOKESGeneratedMay 4, 2026
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