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Lyrics
[Verse]
Came out the dirt, mud on my kicks,
Poverty hugged me tighter than a convict's grip.
Streetlights my lullaby, serenade of sirens,
Empty fridge dreams, had to hustle like lions.
Mama cried in shadows, no food on the stove,
Daddy a ghost, left his name and a heavy load.
My skin's tattooed in scars, each one a chapter,
Painkiller now, the suffering's master.
[Chorus]
Painkiller, yeah, a motherfucking survivor,
From the ashes to the fire, a soul climbing higher.
Broke the chains, no longer a liar,
Painkiller, yeah, a motherfucking survivor.
[Verse 2]
Pills in my pocket, demons on the payroll,
Snorted dreams, crashed hard, woke in a cell cold.
Bars made of steel, but the mind's the real prison,
Told myself, "This ain't death, just a dark transition."
The block taught lessons, not a school in sight,
Math was ounces, grams, sold dreams by the night.
Now I write with the ink of redemption's pen,
Painkiller's here, born from the end.
[Chorus]
Painkiller, yeah, a motherfucking survivor,
From the ashes to the fire, a soul climbing higher.
Broke the chains, no longer a liar,
Painkiller, yeah, a motherfucking survivor.
Details
GeneratedJul 28, 2025
Duration3:10
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, emotional, heavy 808s, male vocals, melancholic piano, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
Painkiller
PainkillerModelAria v4
