

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1 – Dense Internals] I went from hope in my throat to a stone in my chest, From quotables scribbled to quotients of stress. They want me open and broken, I button the vest, Every word got a pulse, every sentence a test. I don’t perform for approval, I audit the room, See the fake camaraderie rot in they bloom. You confuse my composure for lackin’ the fuse, I just strike with precision, no passion to lose. I been quiet with killers, been loud with the truth, Seen crowns get auctioned for power and views. If I speak, it’s incision, not ventin’ the bruise, I don’t heal in public, I sharpen in seclusion. They want access to pain like it come with the fame, Want my losses explained, want my scars entertained. But I learned how to starve without eatin’ my name, Now the hunger talk fluent, the silence got range. --- [Hook – Original, Choir Layered Concept] Two-faced snakes watchin’ the goat (watchin’ the goat) Crown on my head, never fold, never broke (never broke) Ghosts of the liars, yeah, I keep ‘em afloat (keep ‘em afloat) They pray I slip, but I rise with the smoke (rise with the smoke) (whisper: they pray I fall…) --- [Verse 2 – Tighter, Meaner] Crown heavy, spine steady, I don’t lean for applause, I been bent by the weight, not the praise or the odds. They want grace when they fake, want forgiveness on loan, I just watch karma calculate interest owed. I don’t chase what declines me, I let it expire, Seen friendships go silent when truth get inspired. If the shoe fit, they trip when the lace get exposed, I don’t kick down doors, I just open the ghost. My name in they mouth like it payin’ them rent, I evict every lie with the way that I pen. I ain’t bitter, I’m better at settin’ the fence, You don’t cross where I’m headed, you stay where you been. This ain’t rage, it’s resolve with a surgical tone, Every bar got a bone, every verse got a code. If I’m cold, it’s ‘cause warmth kept gettin’ abused, I don’t bleed for the crowd, I just give ‘em the truth. --- [Bridge – Half-Time, Internal Stack] I prayed for direction, got stillness instead, Had to sit with my thoughts, let ‘em split through my head. Now my calm look arrogant, peace look like threat, But I paid every due, every interest, every debt. --- [Final Hook – Choir Swell] Two-faced snakes watchin’ the goat (watchin’ the goat) Crown on my head, never fold, never broke (never broke) Ghosts of the liars, yeah, I keep ‘em afloat (keep ‘em afloat) They pray I slip, but I rise with the smoke (rise with the smoke)
Tags
rap, viral rap, cinematic, orchestral, choir, male
2:51
No
12/15/2025