Queen City Redline

[Intro]
Yeah
From the first pitch
To the last light
Cincy on my fitted, let’s ride
[Verse 1]
I was raised on the river by the steel and smoke
Red cap tilted when the lineup broke
Old heads talkin’ ’bout the Big Red dreams
New kids swingin’ tryna write more rings
Summer in the bleachers, sunscreen, peanuts
Scorecard scribbles, we don’t need clean-ups
Queen City heartbeat under my chest
Every cheer, every jeer, every last protest
[Chorus]
Reds up, we don’t back down
Queen City blood runs red through the whole town
From the chalked-up lines to the outfield wall
We rise, we fall, still we stand tall
Reds up, turn that pain into pride
Every strike, every slide, we’re alive
On the river where the steel meets sky
We scream “Cincinnati” till the amps go dry (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Late night, lights bright on the downtown glass
We’ve seen cold Aprils and a hot pennant dash
Legends in the dust on a warning track
New kids hungry tryna bring it all back
Skipper with the signal, runner on go
Crowd holds breath when the bat explodes
If you from the Nati, you already know
Every summer’s like a war painted red on the row
[Chorus]
Reds up, we don’t back down
Queen City blood runs red through the whole town
From the chalked-up lines to the outfield wall
We rise, we fall, still we stand tall
Reds up, turn that pain into pride
Every strike, every slide, we’re alive
On the river where the steel meets sky
We scream “Cincinnati” till the amps go dry
[Bridge]
[Half-time breakdown, guitars chugging]
Red seat rattlin’, skyline scattered
Heartbreak hittin’, banners tattered
But we stay, but we chant, but we clap on two
’Cause the next home run might be made for you (woah)
[Chorus]
Reds up, we don’t back down
Queen City blood runs red through the whole town
From the chalked-up lines to the outfield wall
We rise, we fall, still we stand tall
Reds up, turn that pain into pride
Every strike, every slide, we’re alive
On the river where the steel meets sky
We scream “Cincinnati” till the amps go dry

rap, Aggressive rap–nu metal hybrid; down-tuned chunky guitars and pick-scraped riffs over swung boom-bap drums and distorted 808s. Male vocals: verses spit tight double-time bars, choruses are shouted gang-vocal hooks with octave harmonies. Breakdowns punch in with chugs, bass drops, and DJ-style stutter edits; final chorus explodes with crowd chants and feedback tails., nu metal