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Lyrics
[Verse]
Chessboard chaos, pieces in a riot,
Pawns plotting moves, but the king stay quiet.
Crown heavy, yet it never tilts,
King's still standing, that's the guiltless guilt.
Fake queens crumble, a façade in the fray,
Rooks on the lookout, knights paving the way.
Checkmate whispers, but the throne don't fold,
A story of survival, in black and gold.
[Chorus]
The king's still standing, the game ain't done,
Pawns play pretend, but they ain't the one.
Move after move, the truth unfolds,
It ain't over till the last bell tolls.
[Verse 2]
Bishop's diagonal, cutting through the static,
Board flipping wild, every step dramatic.
Random ass pawn with a counterfeit crown,
King said, "Step up, you can't take me down."
Squares feel smaller when the stakes get bigger,
Every piece a soldier, every move a trigger.
Sacrifice and schemes, but the game stay cold,
And the king’s still here, with a heart of gold.
[Bridge]
Knights leap blind, but the king don’t blink,
Caught in the struggle, yet it sharpens the ink.
Pawns dreaming big, but dreams don’t pay,
The king keeps moving, that's the only way.
Details
GeneratedAug 9, 2025
Duration4:00
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, boom-bap with chopped soul samples and heavy bassline, fake, gritty, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
Philosophy11
Philosophy11ModelAria v4
Prompt
As long as the king still is standing the game is still going, its not over just because some random ass pawn took a fake queen, you better believe it lets roll thsts how the game go, rap, hip hop
