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Lyrics
[Intro]
Breathe in
Breathe out
Clock ticks
I black out (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Jaw locked
Mind sprint
Every single doubt
I evict
Pressure on my neck
Still I lift
Turn that side-eye
To a gift
They said
“Stay small”
I twist that script
Tear down
Their cardboard laws
Peel off labels
Scratch those tags
They box me in
I burn those flags
You can keep your hate
In your throat
Choking on rust
And an old cheap quote
I’m too fast
For your dead-word smoke
Too sharp
For your punchline jokes
I don’t mirror
Poison talk
I just grind
‘Til your walls unlock
I just climb
Every time I drop
I just build
Where you hope I stop
[Chorus]
I don’t run on fear
I run on rage
Turn that fire
Into center stage (hey!)
You throw stones
I throw back change
Watch me break
Out the narrow frame
I don’t run on fear
I run on rage
Write my name
On a different page
All that hate
Just feeds my flame
Can’t cage me
In a crooked game
[Verse 2]
Fast lane lungs
I don’t stall
Heartbeat drumming
Through the wall
Every slur
Every side-eye call
Fuel in the tank
I use it all
You build lines
I build ladders
You spit glass
I spit patterns
You want dust
On my chapter
I want truth
Coming faster
Can’t bleach
What I came from, kid
Can’t twist
What my people did
Every bruise
Is a map I live
Every scar
Is a crown I give
So I stand
Where you said I’d fold
Turn your frost
Into melted gold
Turn your myths
Into stories told
About a voice
You could not control
[Chorus]
I don’t run on fear
I run on rage
Turn that fire
Into center stage (woah)
You throw stones
I throw back change
Watch me break
Out the narrow frame
I don’t run on fear
I run on rage
Write my name
On a different page
All that hate
Just feeds my flame
Can’t cage me
In a crooked game
Details
GeneratedJan 23, 2026
Duration2:31
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive double-time rap banger, male vocals; razor-sharp drums with stuttering hi-hats, growling bass, and tense synth stabs. Verses sprint in rapid-fire triplets, brief hook hits like a gang chant with crowd-response ad-libs. Occasional dropouts for a cappella punchlines, then full beat slams back in for maximum mosh-pit energy.
Credits
Prompt byWaveyNote563
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, as fast as possible with the lyrics and add tons of racism
