Lyrics
[Verse]
Spit spells from the scroll, my tongue's a cipher,
Alchemy in the booth, heat sparks from the lighter.
Pressure to prove, seekers testing the Truth,
Every rhyme like a relic from an ancient roof.
Miracle Man, myth in the marrow,
Chisel bars from stone, sharp as Pharaoh's arrow.
Universal flow, stars dance in my chest,
Power’s not borrowed, it’s born and blessed.
[Chorus]
I’m the Miracle Man, hands mold the intangible,
Turning doubt into faith, making myths understandable.
Can’t cage the infinite, can’t box the plan,
I’m the proof, the Truth, the Miracle Man.
[Verse 2]
Pressure’s a diamond forge, I craft jewels,
Wielding wisdom like swords, no time for fools.
Attuned to the cosmos, the rhythm divine,
Each bar aligns chakras, each line rewinds time.
Miracles ain’t magic, it’s math with a twist,
Sacred geometry in every punch and fist.
Embodiment of power, present in the now,
Proof you can view when the universe allows.
[Chorus]
I’m the Miracle Man, hands mold the intangible,
Turning doubt into faith, making myths understandable.
Can’t cage the infinite, can’t box the plan,
I’m the proof, the Truth, the Miracle Man.
Style
eerie synthsand echoing percussionhard-hittingrapgritty production with deep basslinesatmosphericmagical
Prompt
Rap spiritual protection, pressure to proof seekers of Truth speakers, a real myth a magical miracle Man making way present attuned to the universal embodiment of power to show that you can view, rap
Credits
Prompt bySolarMan
GeneratedNov 25, 2025
ModelAria v5
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