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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rap is the God
the God that we create
built out of cracked phones
late rent, cold plates
Prayers on a page
ink under my nails
every unpaid bill
in these sixteen tales
I talk to the ceiling
it answers in rhyme
my future in fragments
but the beat keeps time
[Chorus]
Rap is the God, the God that we create
we carve a new heaven from hunger and hate
turn all of our losses to lines on a page
I kneel in a booth
I’m baptized in the rage
Rap is the God, the God that we made
out of bad decisions and minimum wage
I don’t need a halo, I don’t need a saint
just truth in my lungs
and a mic for my faith (yeah)
[Verse 2]
I seen halos in hoodies
prophets on the bus
they quoting their trauma
like scripture they trust
No choir, just neighbors
arguing upstairs
their names in my notebook
their curses in prayers
I’m stitching my sins
to a rhythm, a frame
if I say it out loud
I can live with my name
[Chorus]
Rap is the God, the God that we create
we carve a new heaven from hunger and hate
turn all of our losses to lines on a page
I kneel in a booth
I’m baptized in the rage
Rap is the God, the God that we made
out of bad decisions and minimum wage
I don’t need a halo, I don’t need a saint
just truth in my lungs
and a mic for my faith (hey)
Details
GeneratedFeb 5, 2026
Duration2:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Cinematic trap-rap with a stark, holy-meets-hostile feel; male vocals. Minimal piano motif and airy choir pads over a slow, booming beat, subby bass pulsing under crisp hats. Verses stay tight and conversational, voice dry and upfront; chorus widens with stacked chants and distant reverb. Occasional filtered drops to spotlight the hook, then full-impact returns.
Credits
Prompt by
streetracer186
streetracer186ModelAria v5
Prompt
Rap is the God, the God that we create
