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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The blood we hold
is not a substance
it’s grandma’s laugh
pressed into crimson
Barcode scars
down my timelines
clinic lights hum
I rewrite the guidelines
Name on the form
don’t fit my frame
so I carve a new script
in the hospital rain
Every drop
a small rebellion
every vein
a secret legend
[Chorus]
The blood we hold is a story
not a sample, not a warning
every drop once trusted a heartbeat
kept a promise in the dark, deep
Precision is the ritual I’m keeping
line by line, all this chaos I’m teaching
to sit still, to listen, to shimmer
’til my whole damn body turns mirror (oh)
[Verse 2]
I was born
with the wrong subtitle
mouth said “girl”
world heard “spiteful”
White coat asks
“are you sure?”
like I ain’t bled
through every door
Syringe like a quill
in my soft skin
I sign my future
right there, sink in
Chaos at the gate
tryna crash my pulse
I lace up my doses
like a sainted waltz
[Chorus]
The blood we hold is a story
not a sample, not a warning
every drop once trusted a heartbeat
kept a promise in the dark, deep
Precision is the ritual I’m keeping
line by line, all this chaos I’m teaching
to sit still, to listen, to shimmer
’til my whole damn body turns mirror (yeah)
[Bridge]
Steady hand
shaking soul
count to ten
let it flow
If I tremble
I still aim
each small measure
spells my name
[Chorus]
The blood we hold is a story
not a barcode, not a mourning
every drop once trusted a heartbeat
now it drums for the girl in the front seat
Precision is the ritual I’m keeping
dress the wound, kiss the meaning that’s seeping
through the cracks, through the rumor, the slander
’til chaos remembers his manners (hey)
Details
GeneratedJan 25, 2026
Duration3:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Alt hip-hop with trans-femme rapper energy, swung drums and warm sub bass. Sparse piano stabs and filtered pads in the verses; choruses bloom with stacked vocoder harmonies and crisp hats. Vocal tone intimate then defiant, with a late-song intensity lift, subtle glitch FX, and a wide, cinematic outro., hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683ModelAria v5
Prompt
the blood we hold is not a substance it's a story, every drop contains a universe that once trusted a heartbeat.precision is the ritual, through it chaos remembers his manners, and align
trans hip hop
