Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – Male A] Yeah Knock-knock, hear the bass breathe Woozy nights, high art, low streets Two kings, no leash Frame crooked, but the picture still masterpiece [Hook – Male A & Male B] Unframed, unchained, we don’t fit the mold Gold teeth grin when the cold truth told Too loud, too raw, yeah, we break the rules High class chaos, yeah, we act the fool Unframed, uncut, yeah, we live like this No crown needed, still rule the mix Talk that talk, let the critics miss We don’t chase the throne — we built this shit [Verse 1 – Male A (Versatile Flow)] I walk in like I own the room Paint splatter thoughts in a tailored suit Money talks but my silence louder Fine art chaos, call me modern Louvre Swagger bent, yeah my angle strange Talk slick but my brain insane Self-made myth with a pen so sharp Cut my name in the hall of fame They say “tone it down,” nah, I turn it up Minimal beat but it hit like trucks I flex my flaws, yeah, I stunt my scars Ugly truth make a beautiful art [Pre-Hook – Male A] I don’t play safe, I play smart Dirty money, clean concept art They want box me in — I tear it apart 180 pulse, yeah, this heart go hard [Hook – Male A & Male B] Unframed, unchained, we don’t fit the mold Gold teeth grin when the cold truth told Too loud, too raw, yeah, we break the rules High class chaos, yeah, we act the fool Unframed, uncut, yeah, we live like this No crown needed, still rule the mix Talk that talk, let the critics miss We don’t chase the throne — we built this shit [Verse 2 – Male B (Distinct, Impactful Flow)] Born from the gutter but my taste elite Street code gospel, luxury sins Knocking drums like my past on loop Every scar got a diamond tint I laugh at fame, I wear it loose One eye closed when I shoot the truth They copy style, I change the rules They want the wave, I flood the booth Thug life mantra, mind like steel No cap talk, everything real I don’t need love, I demand respect Every verse signed with blood and will [Bridge – Male A & Male B] Woozy synths got my head off tilt Canvas life, yeah, we paint with guilt Self-praise loud but we earned that crown Built from nothing, now we burn the town [Final Hook – Male A & Male B] Unframed, unhinged, yeah, we too legit 180 rage in a minimalist kit Ugly truth never needed polish We flex raw, yeah, we never diminish Unframed, untamed, say my name twice High art hustle, low life spice They stare, they judge, we don’t think twice Kings in chaos — roll the dice [Outro – Male B] Frame broken Legacy loud No apologies Just art… and attitude
Tags
trap-driven, hip-hop, minimal beat, knocking percussion, woozy synths, hard-hitting beats, male & male, 180 bpm, rap
Duration
3:00
Instrumental
No
Created
1/10/2026