Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Three centuries deep with it
Turn that up
[Verse 1]
Crashed down
Cotton fields
Sky on fire
Chains on wrists
Heart full of empire
Ship from the stars
But they stamped me “slave”
So I hid my power in a soldier’s grave
Gray smoke
Blue coats
Blood in the dust
Bayonet shine
Brothers learning “trust”
I marched in the mud with my mask in my mind
Pulled bullets from the air
Kept ‘em all alive
Watched flags flip
Watched lies stay
They signed new laws
Kept the old ways
I seen whips turn to whips on chrome
Same system
Just changed the tone
[Chorus]
ICON got receipts
Yeah
I’m older than your myths
Three hundred years of pain in these fists
From the fields to the block to the scripts
Run me what you owe
I want interest on the interest
ICON got receipts
I can list every scar
Every brick built
Every profit
Every star
You can’t pay back what you stole from my heart
But you gon’ cut that check
‘cause I been real from the start (yeah)
[Verse 2]
I was there when they drew them “color lines”
I was there when they burned down Black minds
Watts on fire
Kids in the streets
I held up buildings
They called it a “heat”
They loved the cape when the crime fit the brand
Hated my face when I lifted my hand
Said
“Be quiet
Hero
Just save and smile”
But I’ve outlived every crooked profile
I saw Wall Street built on broken backs
Cotton money stuffed in banker stacks
Y’all owe my people more than a holiday speech
I’m the ledger walking
I’m the lesson you preach (yeah)
[Chorus]
ICON got receipts
Yeah
I’m older than your myths
Three hundred years of pain in these fists
From the fields to the block to the scripts
Run me what you owe
I want interest on the interest
ICON got receipts
I can list every scar
Every brick built
Every profit
Every star
You can’t pay back what you stole from my heart
But you gon’ cut that check
‘cause I been real from the start
[Bridge]
Cut the lights
See the truth in the dark (in the dark)
Every law just a scar on a chart (on a chart)
If I bled for a flag
Make it mean what you claim
Put the value on the lives
Not the name on the chains
[Chorus]
ICON got receipts
Yeah
I’m older than your myths
Three hundred years of pain in these fists
From the fields to the block to the scripts
Run me what you owe
I want interest on the interest
ICON got receipts
I can list every scar
Every brick built
Every profit
Every star
You can’t pay back what you stole from my heart
But you gon’ cut that check
‘cause I been real from the start (ICON)
Style
west coast rapmid-tempo bounce with thick basslinecrisp clapsand hypnotic synth leads; male vocals spitting laid-back but razor-sharp flows. hook rides a sung/rap melody with stacked gang vocals on the title phrase. verses stay drum-heavy and sparse to spotlight the story; bridge widens with airy pads and distant vocal chopsthen drops back into a hardhead-nod groove for the final chorus.
Prompt
I want a song about "ICON " an African American superhero. He came to Earth 300 yrs before superman, ICON was in the civil war and is owed reparations., rapsong west coast style
Credits
Prompt by
WilliBanz
WilliBanzGeneratedMar 7, 2026
ModelAria v5
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