Armor in the Trenches

[Intro]
I was raised in the rubble
Hands scarred from the trouble
Devil circlin’ my block like he love it
But I’m covered, yeah I’m covered (uh)
[Verse 1]
Black tracksuit in the rain
Bible page in my pocket
Whole block know my name
Still they hope that I lost it
Ops talk on my life, they lurk
But the cross on my neck, that work
Every wound on my heart, that hurt
Got stitched by the Word, not dirt
Yeah they laugh when I pray in the midnight
But they fold when the storm hit the zip code
I got blood on my past, on my fist fight
Now I’m washed but the scars still explode
Standing in the valley with the wolves round
Still I hear a whisper, “You’re My child”
So I walk through the dark with my hood down
Show my face to the hate, stay wild
[Chorus]
I got armor in the trenches, I ain’t flinchin’ (nah)
Every demon on my back turned victim (get gone)
I was walkin’ through the fire, now I glisten
Jesus in my corner, that’s the difference (that’s the difference)
Had chains on my soul, now they missin’
Yeah the grave had a plan, it got twisted
I don’t bow to the fear or the system
I got armor in the trenches, I’m a misfit (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Still hear sirens in my sleep
Old friends in the deep
Some laid in the dirt
Some caged with the hurt, can’t speak
I remember that night, cold floor
Mama prayin’ my name to the Lord
I was runnin’ with rage in my core
He was knockin’ the whole time at the door
Now I’m steppin’ on the block with a new mind
Still scars on my knuckles from the old grind
But my aim different, I don’t do crime
I just shoot truth lines, make the youth shine
They tell me, “You changed, you soft”
But I bled just to carry this cross
You think mercy is weak? It cost
Son of Man paid the price I lost
[Chorus]
I got armor in the trenches, I ain’t flinchin’ (no way)
Every demon on my back turned victim (fall back)
I was walkin’ through the fire, now I glisten
Jesus in my corner, that’s the difference (that’s the difference)
Had chains on my soul, now they missin’
Yeah the grave had a plan, it got twisted
I don’t bow to the fear or the system
I got armor in the trenches, I’m a misfit (uh)
[Bridge]
Hands up high in the warzone (hands up)
Heart still beat like a war drum
If I fall on my face, I don’t stay down
Call His name, then the hate gotta break down
Yeah, I wrestle with the doubt and the dark talk
Every step in this life is a hard walk
But His light in my chest when the pain talks
So I stand, I don’t run when the shots pop (stand firm)
[Chorus]
I got armor in the trenches, I ain’t flinchin’
Every demon on my back turned victim
I was walkin’ through the fire, now I glisten
Jesus in my corner, that’s the difference
Had chains on my soul, now they missin’
Yeah the grave had a plan, it got twisted
I don’t bow to the fear or the system
I got armor in the trenches, I’m a misfit (yeah, yeah)

rap, Dark UK drill / trap beat with sliding subs, sharp hi-hats, and cinematic choirs. Male vocals, low and gritty on the verses, double-tracked hook with shouted gang vocals. Energy builds from a tense, whispered intro into a pounding, chest-thumping chorus, then drops to half-time in the bridge with eerie pads before a final explosive hook., hip hop, drill