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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Look
[Verse 1]
Came from the quiet
Turned it to a riot in my notebook
Heart on the line
Every doubt in my mind got a hook, look
Talk to myself like "go"
Shadow on the wall, that's smoke
Turn pain into a quote
Turn fear into a joke
I was in the back row, last pick
Now I got 'em leaning when the snare hit
Used to count coins for a bus ride
Now I count risks that I can't hide
[Chorus]
Off the dome, I go
Word by word, that flow
Every scar I show
Turn the low times gold
Off the dome, I go
From the dirt, I grow
If they ask, I know
I'm the story told
[Verse 2]
Late nights, eyes red, but I’m locked in
Friends hit my phone, I’m like "not this weekend"
I was tryna build from the dust, from the cut
From the days when the "nah, you ain't enough"
Now the room gets still when I start that pace
Every line draw blood, that’s a sharp embrace
If you feel left out, this a seat, that’s yours
We gon’ stomp that doubt through the floor, of course
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 6, 2026
Duration2:03
LanguageTL
Style
rap, Boom-bap meets modern trap bounce, swung drums and warm sub bass. Sparse, moody piano stabs in the verses with tight male vocals locked to the pocket; hook widens with layered chants, pitched-down ad-libs, and a thicker drum pattern. Subtle vinyl grit and filtered transitions keep the energy circling without ever fully exploding.
Credits
Prompt by
FK_king_blessed
FK_king_blessedModelAria v5
Prompt
rap
