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Lyrics
[Intro]
Long Beach demons in my shadow
Steelers king, gold on the brim
R.I.P my brother, you with me
Every snap, every bar, that’s him
[Verse 1]
Grew up where the chalk marks
Fade into the ocean air
Number on the curb, 1-8-7
Painted like a dare
Big bro taught me “keep your head
Never let ‘em see you bleed”
Now his jersey on my back
Every Sunday, that’s my creed
Terrace nights, restless
Sirens sang us lullabies
You were out there throwing hands
I was just a younger mind
Now I’m flaming every mic
Tryna turn this hurt to bread
If they ask me who I do it for
I point up instead
[Chorus]
Steelers king, I ride forever
Black and gold stitched in my veins
Long Beach demons on my sweater
But your halo in the frame
Steelers king, I ride forever
Wave that towel, feel that drum
For my brother in the heavens
Every touchdown say “we won”
[Verse 2]
You was talking ‘bout a crib
I was talking ‘bout a chain
You said, “Lil bro, invest”
I just wanted instant fame
Then that late call hit my phone
Cold words, broke my spine
Since that night, every yard line
Feel like crossing time
Tat your name across my arm
Mama crying in the stands
I just wrap her in this chant
Got the city in my hands
From the east side to the shore
They be screaming out your name
I’m the echo of your voice
Running routes inside the rain
[Chorus]
Steelers king, I ride forever
Black and gold stitched in my veins
Long Beach demons on my sweater
But your halo in the frame
Steelers king, I ride forever
Wave that towel, feel that drum
For my brother in the heavens
Every touchdown say “we won”
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
If I slide, you slide, that’s law (that’s law)
If I rise, you rise, stand tall (stand tall)
I’m the face, but you the spine
Two souls, one lifeline
[crescendo]
From the block to the big screen
From the nosebleeds to mid-field
You the ghost in my huddle, screaming
“Never back down, never yield”
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 3, 2026
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, West Coast hip hop with modern bounce, swung drums and a rubbery sub bass. Male vocals laid over eerie bell loops and filtered choir pads; hook widens with stacked gang vocals and crowd chants. Verses stay gritty and close-mic’d, ad-libs tucked in the sides. Snare slaps, kick is heavy but spacious so every word cuts through., hip hop
Credits
Prompt byTribalFilter883
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap rip my big brother Long Beach demons Steelers king and baby Steelers 187, rap, hip hop
