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Lyrics
[Intro]
Venom bath
Cut through the chatter
Suffer, ouchie
Laugh, then it shatters (hah)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I grew up where the floor ain’t flat
Mind like a parallelepiped, warped like that
Angles off, but the volume stay exact
They measure my pain, but they can’t weigh that
Glock talk echo from the neighbor’s porch
Kids play tag by the yellow tape torch
Mama boil rice, same pot, same scorch
I’m praying with a question mark, bent like a fork
Taught to duck first, then discuss peace
Taught to clench jaw, then distrust ease
Teacher said “square up, fit in this sheet”
But I’m tilted, twisted, still plant seeds (yeah)
[Chorus]
Venom in my veins, but I turned it into letters
Bite marks on my soul, every bar a little better
Bath in the hurt, let it bubble, let it rise
Parallelepiped mind, see the world from crooked sides
Cut deep, I bleed, but I still stand clever
Glock 45 in the story, not forever
Suffer in the dark, then I walk out fresher
Parallelepiped heart, bending pressure into treasure (woah)
[Verse 2]
Ouchie on the ego, stitch it with a slogan
Scrolling through a timeline of people looking frozen
They flex metal, but it’s plastic in the open
Fear in a holster, safety still broken
I seen homie trade books for a quick flex
Thought he needed street props, got a big X
Marked on his back, now he live like a reflex
Flinch at a tire pop, trauma on his text
I don’t glorify the spark, I decode it
Every bullet got a budget, someone wrote it
Follow cash, find the trigger, that’s the motive
They sell us pain, I return it as a poem (yeah, talk to ‘em)
[Chorus]
Venom in my veins, but I turned it into letters
Bite marks on my soul, every bar a little better
Bath in the hurt, let it bubble, let it rise
Parallelepiped mind, see the world from crooked sides
Cut deep, I bleed, but I still stand clever
Glock 45 in the story, not forever
Suffer in the dark, then I walk out fresher
Parallelepiped heart, bending pressure into treasure (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
Is this fate, or a foreign policy?
Is this rage, or a product on a screen?
Am I broken, or built for velocity?
Sharp edges still reflect what I dream
[Chorus]
Venom in my veins, but I turned it into letters
Bite marks on my soul, every bar a little better
Bath in the hurt, let it bubble, let it rise
Parallelepiped mind, see the world from crooked sides
Cut deep, I bleed, but I still stand clever
Glock 45 in the story, not forever
Suffer in the dark, then I walk out fresher
Parallelepiped heart, bending pressure into treasure (yeah)
Details
GeneratedMar 24, 2026
Duration2:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dusty boom-bap drums with a warped jazz sample and deep sub-bass, male vocals in an urgent, clear pocket; hook lifts with stacked call-and-response ad-libs and filtered choir pads. Verses stay sparse around the voice, switch-ups on the drum pattern for emphasis, final chorus adds subtle tape echo and widening delays for a psychedelic conscious-rap climax., male vocals
Credits
Prompt by
FaustoCosta
FaustoCostaModelAria v5
Prompt
Venom
Bath
Cut
Suffer
Ouchie
Glock 45
Parallelepiped
rap, male voice, Conscious Rap
