Lyrics
[Verse]
Chained to the tide, Grey's Harbor my prison,
Salt in my wounds, no escape from this schism.
Concrete jungle, sea mist baptism,
Justice blindfolded, her aim's just a prism.
Sirens wail, that crooked hymn in the air,
Badge on their chest but the heart isn’t there.
They plant lies, then harvest despair,
We tread water, they don't fight fair.
[Chorus]
Down in the harbor, where the grey clouds reign,
The puke police spread their power and pain.
The crime don’t fit, but the time is insane,
Something’s gotta shift, break these chains.
[Verse 2]
DTF scrawled on the walls like scripture,
Cops paint the town, we the framed picture.
A thief steals bread, they throw the whole kitchen,
But suits embezzle millions, walk with no friction.
Steel cuffs click, freedom's last sound,
A body bag’s cheaper than rights downtown.
They see us as numbers, cattle unbound,
We bleed in the alleys where justice is drowned.
[Chorus]
Down in the harbor, where the grey clouds reign,
The puke police spread their power and pain.
The crime don’t fit, but the time is insane,
Something’s gotta shift, break these chains.
Style
with sharp percussive accents and dark atmospheric padslyricalgrittyheavy bassslowslow temporap
Prompt
rap song sharp lyrical sound, slow huge bass song about life as a criminal in greys harbor, and how the punishment doesn't fit the crime, something needs to be done about the puke police in power DTF
Credits
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Neo-SoulKernel361
Neo-SoulKernel361GeneratedSep 23, 2025
ModelAria v4
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