Raise This Hell

[Verse 1]
Drifting
eyes wide, heart shut
Cig burns on the dash
wiping ash off rust
Out of my head
out of my lane
Mama said pray
I just sharpened my pain
Blood on my laces
same old threat
City look gray
but my anger red
They said "calm down"
I said "bet"
Turned every setback
into this neck-check
[Chorus]
Raise this hell
’til the floorboards crack
I was drifting out
now I’m storming back
Blood in my teeth
but I’m far from dead
All my scars glow
burning hot and red
If the gates won’t open
I’ll carve my spell
You can’t keep me down
when I raise this hell (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Woke in a cold sweat
voice in my ear
"Die quiet, die small"
I ain’t dying in fear
Out of excuses
out of fake friends
They clap for the start
they hide from the end
I been knee-deep
in my own regret
But I crawl through the mud
for the crown I set
Red moon watching
over what I bled
If heaven don’t answer
then I’ll knock instead (hey!)
[Chorus]
Raise this hell
’til the floorboards crack
I was drifting out
now I’m storming back
Blood in my teeth
but I’m far from dead
All my scars glow
burning hot and red
If the gates won’t open
I’ll carve my spell
You can’t keep me down
when I raise this hell (raise this hell)

rap, Aggressive trap-rock hybrid with male vocals; distorted guitars hit in unison with 808 slides and sharp trap hats. Verses ride a snarling half-time groove, vocal sits upfront with tight doubles on punchlines. Chorus explodes with gang shouts, crash-heavy drums, and a chant feel that invites crowd call-and-response. Brief guitar drop before the last hook to heighten the final impact., rock