Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1 — freezing drill tone] Walked in Zenin grounds like “who the fuck’s chatting?”* Maki on demon time, whole clan scattering. They called me weak? Fuck off, stop gassing— I flipped that script, now look who’s crashing. Limiter off, body forged through hell, came back built like Toji as well. No cursed energy, still ring that bell— one swing turn top ranks into clientele. Zenins spent decades talkin’ big man talk— when Maki pulled up, every brave man balk. Fuck your bloodline, fuck your throne, I turned your legacy into dust and bone. Mai gave life, now I take yours clean— reborn weapon, stronger, mean. [Verse 2 — raw disrespect, heavy 808 slide] Ogi stepped up like he’s some top guy— man swung once and still fought like a lie. Called me a failure? Fuck that clown, I broke his stance, then broke him down. All that Zenin training, all that pride— still got folded by the kid he denied. Man died salty, man died pissed, years of hate and still got dismissed. Jinichi struttin’ like his title meant shit, man swung heavy but the form weren’t it. I spun that prick like a useless blade— man got clapped by the girl he betrayed. Whole clan soft, every one just frauds, talk like gods but fight like broads. You ain’t elite, you ain’t top tier, you’re a fuckin’ joke when Maki’s near. [Chorus — villain aura dominating] MAKI ON SMOKE—DIRTY, NO MERCY, BODY TOO TOJI, MOVES TOO JERSEY. ZENIN CLAN GOT SWEPT IN A FLASH, EVERY “STRONG” NAME NOW LOOKIN’ LIKE TRASH. NO CURSED ENERGY, STILL TOO STRONG— EVERYONE CHAT Shit, EVERYONE DEAD WRONG. CALL ME A DEMON, CALL ME A SIN— TOJI’S SHADOW FuckIN’ BRED FROM WITHIN. [Verse 3 — deeper, colder, more venom] Naoya yappin’ like he’s built for the crown, talkin’ speed king—still got shut down. Projected steps like some big bad man, till I rocked his shit with a bare‑hand plan. Fast on paper? Slow in fear. Man couldn’t process death comin’ near. All that mouth, all that hype— still got dropped by Toji’s type. Elders hid up, prayin’ for salvation— pussies shook stiff in their own damn nation. Didn’t step once—just begged for a sign, till I cut their hope and crossed that line. No tools needed, still broke formation, one girl solo’d a whole fuckin’ nation. System built to keep me down? Look at me now— I own your crown. [Outro — pure ice] Zenin clan finished, Zenin throne scrapped, all of ’em chat shit, all of ’em capped. I ain’t just Maki— I’m Toji reborn. Same rage, same strength, but sharper, transformed.
Tags
Hard UK‑style drill: cold delivery, sliding 808s, minimal melody heavy bass hits ruthless ego bars sharp flows. female
Duration
2:12
Instrumental
No
Created
4/6/2026