

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Born in the shadows, pain in his eyes Fighting battles he can't even describe No guiding light, no hand to hold Just stories of a life so cold [Verse 1] Mother’s fists rained down, silent screams in the night Lost in a world where wrong felt so right Colors unseen, reading a mystery Walls closing in, searching for a remedy A broken child in a broken land Learning to crawl, then trying to stand No school, no books, just street’s harsh lesson Survival’s a game, weighed by oppression [Pre-Chorus] From darkness to streetlights, he found his way Made a vow to himself, no more stray From runner to king, he built his own crown Wore his scars like medals, never backing down [Chorus] Bury me with no shirt, let my ink tell my story From pain to power, living in glory Four kings by my side, carrying my name In these tattoos, I etch my pain Turned my struggles into success, that’s my art Made my mark, left a piece of my heart [Bridge] Street’s my symphony, chaos my tune Rising from darkness, under the cruel moon No family to lean on, just the streets' cold face Made a empire out of struggle and grace [Outro] Now I stand tall, a story to tell From a broken boy to the name that sells When I lay me down, remember my place Ink in my skin, my legacy’s trace
Tags
Gangster rap, gritty, raw lyrics, heavy 808s, emotional storytelling, trap beats
2:15
No
11/24/2025