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Lyrics
[Intro]
Gold chain swingin'
Cold rain hittin' the glass
City feel vicious
I just watch it pass
[Verse 1]
Lion in the arrondissement
Scar on the mind, that’s the ornament
Heart on fire on the boulevard
Eyes on me when I cross the yard
Steam from the café, breath in the air
Concrete jungle, they pause and stare
Paws on the pavement, hungry and patient
King in a kingdom of vacant faces
Snake in the grass by the river bend
Tongue full of rumors that never end
Hiss in the ear like “we could be friends”
Smile too wide when the story bends
Coiled in the shadows of monuments
Selling you dreams in installments
I learned the accent of danger quick
Bonjour to the blade and the politics
[Chorus]
Jungle in Paris, crown on my head
Lion on the loose, can’t cage what I said
Snake in the corner, watch how it move
I walk through the myth, got nothing to prove
Jungle in Paris, teeth, fangs, pearl
Heartbang heartbeat shake this world
Lion and the snake in the same cold rain
I dance through the dark, let it carve my name (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Metro roar when the doors slide back
Eyes scan faces for the hidden attack
Beauty in the arches, blood in the cracks
Love on the lips, knife in the back
Cheap red wine on the second floor
Laugh too loud, still check the door
Trust too thin like a cigarette
Light it, burn it, breathe regret
Lion in my chest when the rent due
Growl at the fear, gotta push through
Snake in my head say “you’ll fall soon”
I crush that voice on the marble noon
I’ve been broke by the river with a busted phone
Still spit gold by the cobblestone
Sky turn pink over towers of glass
I keep my crown while the cowards pass (woah)
[Chorus]
Jungle in Paris, crown on my head
Lion on the loose, can’t cage what I said
Snake in the corner, watch how it move
I walk through the myth, got nothing to prove
Jungle in Paris, teeth, fangs, pearl
Heartbang heartbeat shake this world
Lion and the snake in the same cold rain
I dance through the dark, let it carve my name
Details
GeneratedMar 29, 2026
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody boom-bap with crisp drums and warm analog bass, male vocals. Verses sit in a swaggering pocket over filtered French jazz samples and distant crowd ambience; hook widens with stacked chant vocals and subtle choir pads. Final chorus adds ad-libs and extra percussion for a triumphant, cinematic closer., hip hop
Credits
Prompt byLunaDaddy
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, hip hop about lion, snake, Paris
