

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah I was made for this Heart on my sleeve Scars on my fist (let’s go) [Verse 1] I came from the back of the back, no lift Turned every doubt to a brick, that’s grit Blood in my teeth, still talk my shit Pray on my fall, I don’t ever trip I don’t need luck, I got pain on tap Turn that rage to a run, then I turn that lap Turn that loss to a plan, then I spring that trap If they draw lines, I just tear that map Mama said “boy, you a storm in a frame” Now I break locks when they cage my name Whole lotta hate, but it feel like flame Fuel for the fire, I eat that pain (yeah) [Chorus] I’m hard to kill, that’s passion Turn that hurt to action Every scar, that’s fashion Every fall, I’m laughin’ (ha) I’m hard to kill, I’m locked in Heart beat loud, that’s Glock spin If I lose once, I’m back ten If I lose once, I’m back ten [Verse 2] Look at my eyes, you can’t buy this drive You can’t swipe this fight, can’t fake this life I was in rooms where the air felt knives Still stood tall when they cut those ties Every “never” that they said, I kept Wrote that down, then I bench-pressed stress Whole damn world tryna press my neck I just turn that weight to a bigger chest I don’t chase clout, I chase my ghost Tryna outrun who I was the most Day by day, put work in the wounds Turn my rage to a throne in the room (yeah, yeah) [Chorus] I’m hard to kill, that’s passion Turn that hurt to action Every scar, that’s fashion Every fall, I’m laughin’ I’m hard to kill, I’m locked in Heart beat loud, that’s Glock spin If I lose once, I’m back ten If I lose once, I’m back ten (back ten) [Bridge] Talk heavy ‘cause I bled for this Knees on stone, I begged for this Now my name on the edge of cliffs If I slip, I still never miss (never) [Chorus] I’m hard to kill, that’s passion Turn that hurt to action Every scar, that’s fashion Every fall, I’m laughin’ I’m hard to kill, I’m locked in Heart beat loud, that’s Glock spin If I lose once, I’m back ten If I lose once, I’m back ten (yeah)
Tags
rap, Aggressive trap banger with male vocals, distorted 808s and sharp hi-hats driving a relentless pocket. Sparse, menacing piano stabs in the verses; chorus explodes with layered shouts and sub-bass swells. Ad-libs tucked wide in the stereo field, vocal upfront and dry for a raw, in-your-face feel., beats, hardcore
2:16
No
2/16/2026