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Lyrics
[Intro]
Sun at the peak
Sky feel small
One step, earth shake
Hear that call (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Walk in, whole room get heavy
Eyes on me, every crown look petty
You talk brave till the glare turn deadly
Chest too loud, your courage unsteady
I don’t beg for respect, I bend it
You don’t stand in my way, you end in it
Ask “who you think you are?” — I meant it
Answer simple:
I’m the man you don’t measure with a metric
Dust in the ray when I rise up slow
You pray, I don’t play, I impose, I glow
You shout big words from the back row
I speak once, your echo say “go home”
[Chorus]
Who decided that I’m proud, huh?
Who decided I’m too strong?
I just walk like I can’t bow
Like I been the king all along
When the sun hit high, I grow
When the doubt creep in, it’s gone
Who decided that I’m proud, huh?
(They did, they did)
I just prove ’em right in this song
[Verse 2]
Call that fear? That’s worship twisted
Knees go weak, your bravest enlisted
You swing first? My aura deflected
Your best shot land as a light suggestion
I don’t chase thrones, thrones reposition
Every step carve law, new definition
You see flame, I see simple condition:
Heat rise to me like it need permission
Your heroes? Cute. That’s hobby
I lift limits like they lightweight hobbies
You bring armies, I bring one body
Sun in my chest, that’s unfair probably (yeah)
[Chorus]
Who decided that I’m proud, huh?
Who decided I’m too strong?
I just walk like I can’t bow
Like I been the king all along
When the sun hit high, I grow
When the doubt creep in, it’s gone
Who decided that I’m proud, huh?
(They did, they did)
I just prove ’em right in this song
[Bridge]
Ask me “what’s fear?”
I can’t recall
Ask me “who’s close?”
I name that star, that’s all
[Chorus]
Who decided that I’m proud, huh?
Who decided I’m too strong?
I just walk like I can’t bow
Like I been the king all along
When the sun hit high, I grow
When the doubt creep in, it’s gone
Who decided that I’m proud, huh?
(yeah, yeah)
I just prove ’em right in this song
Details
GeneratedJan 25, 2026
Duration2:41
LanguageItalian
Style
rap, Aggressive orchestral trap banger, male vocals; ominous strings and brass stabs over hard-hitting drums and rumbling sub-bass. Verses stay tight and percussive with rapid-fire rhyme bursts and sudden pockets of silence; chorus widens with stacked gang vocals, filtered chants, and rising synths. Final hook hits with maximum intensity, ad-libs roaring around the lead.
Credits
Prompt by
OrganicSignal300
OrganicSignal300ModelAria v5
Prompt
Escanor, male, rap
