

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Face down In the mud, in the rain Whole block full of rumors Whole heart full of flame (yeah) [Verse 1] I came from the underground Cold eyes, broken crown Bloody shoes, bloody hands Had to take, never ask, never stand down Every night felt like fight night Jaw locked, dark thoughts in the brake lights Saw friends drifting off into late nights Turned ghosts, turned names, turned gravestones Killers in the mirror when the hate grows Red on my knuckles, I stay close [Chorus] This that underground blood, we fight Every scar that I got took life I was drifting on the edge all night Surrounded by killers, killers in my sight Underground blood, we fight If I fall, then I fall in the light I was drifting, drifting, holding on tight With the killers, killers in my sight (yeah) [Verse 2] Mama said, "Boy, don't lose your soul" But the block said, "Boy, pay that toll" Steel talk, you either fold or you grow cold I was fifteen staring down a black hole Homies turned killers for the rent due Ink on my skin like the sins that I been through Drifting past churches and venues Wonder if my name ever make it on a menu They cheer for the violence we survive in Blood on the bills that we sliding Every fight got a price I could die in But I rise from the dirt that I'm lying in (woo) [Chorus] This that underground blood, we fight Every scar that I got took life I was drifting on the edge all night Surrounded by killers, killers in my sight Underground blood, we fight If I fall, then I fall in the light I was drifting, drifting, holding on tight With the killers, killers in my sight (hey) [Bridge] If I go down, let me go swinging Both fists high, whole crowd screaming All this blood got a meaning All these killers still breathing, but I'm still dreaming (still dreaming) [Chorus] This that underground blood, we fight Every scar that I got took life I was drifting on the edge all night Surrounded by killers, killers in my sight Underground blood, we fight If I fall, then I fall in the light I was drifting, drifting, holding on tight With the killers, killers in my sight
Tags
rap, Dark, cinematic trap beat with booming low-end and eerie bell plucks; male vocals in a tight, aggressive pocket. Verses stay minimal and menacing, then chorus widens with stacked gang shouts and distorted ad-libs. Snare rolls and 808 glides build to short drops before each hook, creating a tense, relentless energy arc.
2:19
No
3/3/2026