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Lyrics
[Verse]
Streets talkin’, whispers like a cracked screen glow,
Bag heavy, feel the pressure where the shadows grow.
City’s heartbeat, ticking like a rusty clock,
On my grind, every second like a sniper's dot.
Night’s cold, my hoodie like a fortress wall,
Eyes sharp, scanning moves in the urban sprawl.
My mind flips, acrobat on a tightrope line,
Cash stackin’, buildin’ towers outta nickels and dimes.
[Chorus]
Nightfall flex, watch the skyline burn,
Every bridge I crossed, I left no return.
Eyes on the bag, the rest can wait,
Feast on the grind, got a hunger to sate.
Nightfall flex, this my city to take.
[Verse 2]
Dreams stitched in a fabric of broken schemes,
Chain swingin’, moonlight dances, metal gleams.
Snakes hiss, but the venom don’t seep through,
Armor thick, thoughts colder than an igloo.
They said crumble, but I rose like a phoenix spark,
Dodgin’ every shadow that creeps in the dark.
Pockets fat now, but the soul stay lean,
Flippin’ scripts like a plot twist in a crime scene.
[Bridge]
Questions linger, but the answers fade,
Can you own the night, or just masquerade?
Voices echo, a choir of doubt,
But my silence louder than their loudest shout.
Details
GeneratedAug 10, 2025
Duration2:38
LanguageTurkish
Style
moody vibe, layered over eerie synths for a dark, with deep 808s and sharp hi-hats, rap, hard-hitting, hip hop, trap, atmospheric
Credits
Prompt by
NoChanceLucas
NoChanceLucasModelAria v4
Prompt
rap, hip hop, trap
