Lyrics
[Verse]
Wake up, same grind, clock ticking loud,
Dreams buried deep under poverty's shroud.
Canvas in my head, but the paint won't flow,
Hands too tired, bruised from this survival show.
[Chorus]
Heart beats heavy, drowning in the noise,
Fighting for my soul, but I ain't got no choice.
Creativity's a ghost, haunting me at night,
But I'm out here hustling, just trying to fight.
[Verse 2]
Pockets empty, stomach screaming for relief,
Ideas in my brain locked tight by grief.
Pen in my hand, but the ink run dry,
Bills stacking high, dreams saying goodbye.
[Bridge]
Eyes on the ceiling, tears stain the sheets,
Life's a marathon, but I’m dragging my feet.
Energy's a currency, I can't afford,
While my mind’s at war, my spirit ignored.
[Verse 3]
They say rise above, but the ladder's broke,
Climbing up the rungs, every step’s a joke.
Nightmares in the day, can't shake this curse,
Feel the weight of the world in every verse.
[Chorus]
Heart beats heavy, drowning in the noise,
Fighting for my soul, but I ain't got no choice.
Creativity's a ghost, haunting me at night,
But I'm out here hustling, just trying to fight.
Style
hardcorebeatsemotionalemo vibeshardcore beatsemotraprapmale vocals
Prompt
An emotional rap song about how fucked up life is. A testament to wanting to be creative, but having to use all of your energy to survive., rap, trap, beats, hardcore, emo
Credits
Prompt byDigitalEcho313
GeneratedJun 17, 2025
ModelAria v4
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