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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Can’t hit what you can’t see
Hashira
Muichiro
[Verse 1]
Step in the mist, upper rank look nervous
Kid with a blade, but I’m built for a purpose
You brag ‘bout fear, I forget you on sight
Short-term memory, long-term fight
Upper Five talk big, all bark
I’m the quiet storm peeling back your dark
You flex scars like medals on your chest
My breath style turn your “infinite” to rest
You got a big mouth, big mask, big fraud
Hide in your art like it’s some kind of god
I split layers off you like shavings
Each cut carving through your cravings
[Chorus]
You ain’t ready for the Mist, Upper Five, pipe down (pipe down)
One draw, one step, whole body lights out (lights out)
Talk rank, talk rage, I just walk right through
You a poem in the blood, I erase that too
You ain’t ready for the Mist, see the sky turn pale
All your pretty little tricks still fail
Upper Five, Upper Five, who you talking to?
Just another fading demon in my point of view (yeah)
[Verse 2]
You love your speeches, I love my silence
You paint the air, I perfect my violence
You make “art” out of screaming crowds
I cut frames out, leave blank clouds
You a sideshow trapped in your canvas
I’m the hand that tears through your fantasy
You stack eyes like trophies on your skull
I see one clear line—then pull
You call it beauty when they beg for breath
I call it cowardice dressed as death
I lost my past, but I gained this calm
Even headless, you’ll remember my palm
[Chorus]
You ain’t ready for the Mist, Upper Five, pipe down (pipe down)
One draw, one step, whole body lights out (lights out)
Talk rank, talk rage, I just walk right through
You a poem in the blood, I erase that too
You ain’t ready for the Mist, see the sky turn pale
All your pretty little tricks still fail
Upper Five, Upper Five, who you talking to?
Just another fading demon in my point of view
[Bridge]
I don’t need fame, don’t need your praise (nah)
Just clean cuts, clear mind, clear blade
When the fog falls, all that’s left is truth
Upper Five, you just proof
[Chorus]
You ain’t ready for the Mist, Upper Five, pipe down (pipe down)
One draw, one step, whole body lights out (woah)
Talk rank, talk rage, I just walk right through
You a poem in the blood, I erase that too
You ain’t ready for the Mist, see the sky turn pale
All your pretty little tricks still fail
Upper Five, Upper Five, this your last view
Muichiro in the fog coming straight for you (hey!)
Details
GeneratedMar 11, 2026
Duration2:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive anime drill-rap, male vocals. Dark, misty synth pads over a cold, stuttering trap groove; sharp hats and booming kicks push a relentless pocket. Verses stacked with double-time attacks and punchline bars, hook opens wider with chant-style layers and shouts. Occasional reverse FX swells and distant shōkuhachi accents give a haunted Demon Slayer atmosphere while vocal stays front and center.
Credits
Prompt byAmbientSpirit975
ModelAria v5
Prompt
muichiro distract on upper 5 demon slayer, rap
