Prompt / Lyrics
(Verse-Versatile intricate trap rap) Made my way to the top, took a minute. What I seen I seen in between what was locked Heard em talk in code What is that. What’s the plot Fight for a lane, no throne Petty shots I popped Took shots at a legend. Got rocked Told me take a minute. Look back. Don’t pop We all damaged Taken for the loot. But Some manage Gotta take time to observe who really took damage Adjust the aim Than bust at the handlers Clipping the wires don’t be a lil puppet Forge your sword in the dark Than cut through imagery. Who care if you’re nothing. The hell with fame Less knowledge more heart (Hook-ride beat) Top floor, no minute— I’m gone Code cracked, plot flipped—now it’s on Petty lanes, legends fade—I’m the storm Cut the strings, forge the blade—heart reborn No fame chase, just flame—watch me burn Less talk, more spark—let ’em learn (Repeat the last line twice—first full voice, then half-whispered over a hi-hat stutter. Drops right back into the verse like “boom.”) (Verse two-ride the beat versatile double time rap) Left the puppets—cut the cord, no regret They scrape for scraps, I storm straight to the set Handlers lurk behind screens, strings tight like a noose But I’m ghost in the grid—aim true, no excuse Damage? That’s theirs—I’m the backlash they fear Built the cage themselves, now it’s cracking right here Every shot’s a spark—target fixed on the crown Not the climbers below—let ‘em rise, not drown They hiss “stay low,” I grin, spit in their face Double-time truth: I’m the glitch they can’t erase Controllers choke when the code turns against ’em Blade in the shadow—slash deep, no redemption No chains, no leash—just smoke from the spark Rise from the mud, leave ‘em blind in the dark Aiming high—handlers fall, puppets stall Truth’s my clip—watch the real ones stand tall (Bridge- slow it way down—beat strips to just keys and a distant 808 pulse, voice half-whispered, building tension like you’re about to snap) Wait… they still think they own the game Strings in my skin, but the pull’s gone lame One glitch—boom—system overloads I’m not the system… I’m the code they can’t decode (Pre-Chorus-hi-hats creep back in, snare ticks double-time—voice rises, aggressive) Feel the wires snap, feel the cage shake Handlers flinch—yeah, they know what’s at stake No more puppets, no more fake praise I’m the storm—watch the whole board blaze (Chorus-full drop—bass slams, synths swell, layered vocals for that anthemic hook) Top floor, no minute—skrrt, I’m gone Code cracked, plot flipped—now it’s on Petty lanes, legends fade—I’m the storm Cut the strings, forge the blade—heart reborn No fame chase, just flame—watch me burn Less talk, more spark—let ’em learn (Outro-beat fades to glitchy echoes—vocal chops repeat “burn… burn…” over static, then a single heartbeat thump) Let ’em learn… Let ’em burn… (whispers) No throne… no chains… Just flame… (beat cuts—dead silence, then faint “skrrt” like tires peeling out)
Tags
Male versatile trap double time rap/Ride beat flow / 808 bass hype instrumental
Duration
3:00
Instrumental
No
Created
3/27/2026