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Lyrics
[Intro]
Ay, don’t leave your boy out
Whole squad in a blackout
New crest on the flag now
They gon’ bow down, bow down (yeah)
[Verse 1]
We a bunch of born killers
Black coats, cold pillars
Eyes red from the long mission
Whole clan in the wrong vision
I leave no witnesses stepping
Mask on, every scar a weapon
That cold blade always ready
Hand still, heartbeat steady
Pagoda on fire in the distance
Old gods watching my persistence
Ink run deep like a blood oath
ShadowX written in the cutthroat
[Chorus]
Follow the new leaders, step in the stampede
Zen trap started in the smoke where we can’t breathe
Steel on my side and my mind in a calm freeze
Ay, don’t leave your boy out when the clan feeds
Follow the new leaders, write it in the black ink
We don’t blink, we just move when the edge sinks
Born killers praying with their hands in a locked link
This that Zen Trap, ShadowX, watch the throne shrink (hey)
[Verse 2]
Backstreet dojo in the night shift
Tattoo on my neck, that’s a life script
Low chant humming in the background
One word, whole block hit the flat ground
Cold eyes, still soul in a war zone
Meditate, then I carve through a wishbone
Talk big, but you shake when the doors slide
We just walk through the storm with our jaws tight
Every step is a seal on a new pact
Every breath is a bet that we shoot back
Quiet mind, but the rage in a cage snap
Zen on the surface, underneath it’s a blade trap
[Chorus]
Follow the new leaders, step in the stampede
Zen trap started in the smoke where we can’t breathe
Steel on my side and my mind in a calm freeze
Ay, don’t leave your boy out when the clan feeds
Follow the new leaders, write it in the black ink
We don’t blink, we just move when the edge sinks
Born killers praying with their hands in a locked link
This that Zen Trap, ShadowX, watch the throne shrink (woah)
Details
GeneratedMar 18, 2026
Duration2:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark anime-trap banger with clipped 808s, distorted bass swells, and sharp, metallic percussion. Male vocals, tight double-time pockets on the verses; hook explodes with stacked gang shouts and pitched-down ad-libs. Occasional eerie bell and choir stabs for cinematic flair, drops that yank the beat out then slam it back for maximum mosh energy., anime
Credits
Prompt by
traphik256
traphik256ModelAria v5
Prompt
Aggressive rap, anime trap, ay don’t leave your boy out, we a bunch of born killers, the start of zen trap and shadowx, I leave no witnesses, that cold blade always ready, follow the new leaders
