Lyrics
[Verse]
Spit venom in a cipher, jaws of a viper,
Concrete fangs sink deeper than a Rikers lifer.
City lights blink Morse code for survivors,
Steel jungle where the rats run, schemes get tighter.
Street symphonies, gunshots the percussion,
Cornerstore confessions, every verse a concussion.
Penthouse dreams, but my grind in the basement,
Ladder to the heavens got me climbing on the pavement.
Domino effect, they fall where my words land,
Fist full of verbs, got the world in my third hand.
No scripts, raw scripts, I'm the urban scribe,
Ghostwriting for the shadows where the legends hide.
[Verse 2]
Money talks loud but the struggle louder,
Gold plated verses turn dust into power.
Every rhyme a scalpel, carving through the hours,
Time’s a crooked landlord, my rent past due showers.
Ink spills, the pen bleeds ambition in the margins,
Battles with my past leave my soul in a bargain.
Crooked halo tilts while the devil keeps bargainin’,
But my bars cut sharper than Harlem’s own barberin’.
Empire State mind, stack dreams like bricks,
Each line a cornerstone, these schemes legit.
Wolves at the door, but the pack moves slick,
Trophies from the struggle, yeah, the scars still stick.
Style
raphard-hittinggrittylayered with chopped soul samples and raw drum breaksboom-bapfreestyle
Prompt
With the best vibrant beat write the grimiest illest crazy fire NYC 24 bar freestyle rap with the dopest punchlines and incredible metaphors better then top 5 rappers of 2025, rap
Credits
Prompt byPulseModulation19
GeneratedOct 24, 2025
ModelAria v4
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