Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] He line up solo Eyes on the logo Corner think he jammin He just lettin time go Hand fight, shoulder dip Break at the pylon Every step scripted Route tree is nylon Press man, off man He dissect the whole plan Slot fade, dig stem Open where the zone bend Film in his brain He already seen this Coverage on paper On grass it’s weakness [Chorus] He beat any coverage Bracket or the double team Shade him, roll the safety He still in your deepest dreams You scheme up umbrellas Cloud, sky, all that junk He split every shell they draw Turn your shell game to dust [Verse 2] Nickel walkin down Safety on a sugar bluff Middle lookin crowded Window still big enough Pivot like a point guard Body in a tight coil Plant foot, post route Turn grass into hot oil Hook curl, whip route He don’t ever sit still Option at the marker He just chase what’s real Linebacker drop late Think he got an angle Hands in the frame Ball vanish from the tangle [Chorus] He beat any coverage Bracket or the double team Shade him, roll the safety He still in your deepest dreams You scheme up umbrellas Cloud, sky, all that junk He split every shell they draw Turn your shell game to dust
Tags
rap, Aggressive East Coast hardcore rap, male vocals. Dark, tense piano loop over gritty boom-bap drums, heavy bass stabs, and sharp snare cracks. Verses stay tight and punchy with subtle choir stabs and stadium crowd texture tucked low in the mix. Hook explodes with stacked gang vocals and sweeping brass hits, then drops back to a lean, menacing pocket for the bars., hardcore, lyrical
Duration
1:31
Instrumental
No
Created
4/17/2026