Southside Gospel Cipher – Grit & Grace

Hook: (Da Brat + Von energy)

Southside stand tall—He called us from the curb

With voices forged in fire, baptized in every word

From the alleyway sermons to the trap-house praise

We the chosen through the ashes, resurrecting the blaze

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Verse 1: (Twista flow meets scripture-coded defiance)

I was born with a cipher in my chest, beat bangin' like revival drums

Vital signs screamin', ink bleedin', I don’t write—I overcome

Battle lines inked in Genesis, tongue sharper than a Psalm

Critics couldn’t decode the math—my voice a holy bomb

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Verse 2: (Common + Kanye hybrid)

See me sketching miracles in margin space

Script flipped, now my trauma got a marketplace

Doubted in the dark—but faith ain't some disguise

It's that southside scripture in my tears and eyes

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Bridge: (Do or Die + Crucial Conflict cadence)

Flames flicker in my chest, ain't tame—

Born broke but carried flame

From Woodlawn prayers to Roseland pain

We wrote our names where demons reign

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Hook 2: (Gospel Drill flip)

We were born for war, born for flame

Born to carry truth through shame

Every verse we spit ain't vain—

It’s legacy talk in a kingdom frame

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Final Verse: (Lil Durk confessional meets spiritual grit)

I ain't never lose hope, it was stitched in my coat

Mama said don't fold, even God loves the broke

I buried brothers with no justice, but I still believe

Every tear's a line—this scroll was made to grieve