Prompt / Lyrics
[Chorus] Got that cursed jersey on me, feel like game seven tonight Eyes red like Sukuna when I’m stepping in the light Titan in the paint, break the rim on every drive If they build a wall around me, I erupt and still survive (still survive) [Verse 1] I’ve been fighting all my demons in the nosebleeds, cheap seat Turn ’em into highlights when they doubt me, retweet Feel like Eren in the tunnel, heart colder than the stone Whole squad on my shoulder, I’ve been carrying ’em home Fast break, fast rap, I go coast to the ghost line Clock down, pull up, pressure turning into gold time Ref whistle in my head, flagrant thoughts I don’t defend They was cheering for my loss, now they praying to be friends Chains swing, black hood, overtime, last shot Ink scribble plays in the margins of a cracked notebook I got Every scar a stat line, every tear a rebound Talk trash in the mic, then I bury ’em deep down (yeah) [Chorus] Got that cursed jersey on me, feel like game seven tonight Eyes red like Sukuna when I’m stepping in the light Titan in the paint, break the rim on every drive If they build a wall around me, I erupt and still survive [Verse 2] I’ve been cut like panels out a manga, every frame hurt Still I lace the sneakers, bleed my story through a stained shirt First quarter, shy kid, now I’m screaming through the net Like I signed a pact in blood, every promise that I kept Fast tongue, fast hands, like I’m weaving through the hits Jab words, hook schemes, duck shade, never flinch See ’em towering above me, but their ankles looking thin They the Marley to my anger, I’m just breaking through again Bench cold, heart colder, tap the resin, launch a three Crowd noise in my veins, echo-bruises on my knees If I miss, I reload, every loss a training arc Under stadium lights, I been running from the dark (from the dark) [Bridge] They said I’d never rise, now they watching from the stands (from the stands) Monsters in my mind, but they trembling in their plans If the world wanna press me, I turn pressure into art Every crossover, crossover with the cracks inside my heart [Chorus] Got that cursed jersey on me, feel like game seven tonight Eyes red like Sukuna when I’m stepping in the light Titan in the paint, break the rim on every drive If they build a wall around me, I erupt and still survive (still survive)
Tags
rap, Aggressive emo-trap hybrid: blown-out 808s and crunchy rock guitars under a dark, melodic hook. Verses flip into double-time Midwest-style triplet flows over stuttered hi-hats; chorus widens with shouted gang vocals and eerie anime-choir synths. Male vocals, switching between raw melodic croon and rapid-fire, clenched-teeth raps; breakdown hits with halftime drums and distorted bass for mosh energy., hardcore hip hop, hip hop, alternative hip hop, emo, rock
Duration
3:04
Instrumental
No
Created
3/21/2026