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Lyrics
[Intro]
Kick down the door
Mud on my name
Teeth to the floor
Riot in my veins (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Snap back
Chain swing
Scuffed up shoes on the asphalt king
Sidewalk sermons from a busted jaw
Learned my laws from the broken and raw
Wrong side
Right time
Middle finger up to the headline lies
City in my chest like a ticking flame
Every scar I wear gonna spell my name
[Chorus]
This is my war cry
Lungs full of gasoline
Light the match, let it fly
Hear me tear through the machine
Hands high, steel spine
I was born to break these chains
You can try to draw the line
I just walk right through the frame
(yeah)
I got a riot in my veins
[Verse 2]
Pocket full of fines I refused to pay
Laugh at the judge, then I walk away
Turn that threat to a battle hymn
Every cheap shot just sharpens the grin
Gutter-made grace in a world off track
Whole damn clique got each other’s backs
Spray-can script on the courthouse wall
“If we gotta fall, then we choose the fall”
[Chorus]
This is my war cry
Lungs full of gasoline
Light the match, let it fly
Hear me tear through the machine
Hands high, steel spine
I was born to break these chains
You can try to draw the line
I just walk right through the frame
(yeah)
I got a riot in my veins
[Bridge]
You want quiet?
Buy a coffin
We don’t bargain
We go all in
Every “sit down”
Sounds the same
So we stand up
And we rename
[Chorus]
This is my war cry
Lungs full of gasoline
Light the match, let it fly
Hear me tear through the machine
Hands high, steel spine
I was born to break these chains
You can try to draw the line
I just walk right through the frame
(hey!)
I got a riot in my veins
Riot in my veins
Details
GeneratedMar 17, 2026
Duration3:15
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hybrid rap-rock stadium banger: drop-tuned guitars chugging over halftime trap drums, male vocals snarling in the verses with tight, percussive flows. Choruses explode into gang shouts and octave-doubled singing, cymbals wide and crashing, huge crowd-ready “whoa” chants. Brief feedback squeals and pick slides between sections for extra aggression, bass glued to the kick for a chest-hit low end., raw
Credits
Prompt by
OGknox7
OGknox7ModelAria v5
Prompt
Heavy, aggressive guitars crash into raw rap verses. Rebellion amplified with stadium energy, attitude, and gritty street-smart delivery
