🌍 Intro – The Echoes Still Ring Blood in the dust, names torn from the stone, Cities burned, yet silence is shown. They teach the victors, erase the loss, But history ain't gone—the lines still cross.

🔥 Verse 1 – The Chains That Broke But Left Scars They marched through fire, they built through pain, Raised monuments—but none spoke their name. From slaves to soldiers, kings to thieves, Every empire—built on grieved.

They stole the lands, erased the tongues, Broke the spirit, left it unsung. But truth don’t sleep, it waits, it stays, It whispers loud—beyond their ways.

💥 Chorus – We Must Not Forget Through the ashes, through the dust, Through the echoes—we still must trust. Rise beyond, break the weight, History speaks—we shape fate.

🚀 Verse 2 – The Wars That Stole Futures Tanks rolled in, smoke kissed skies, Children ran—no home in sight. Flags waved high, orders claimed, Yet tell me—who took the blame?

Walls were drawn, borders made, Cultures severed—lifetimes unpaid. They built kingdoms, but at what cost? Millions lost—their voices tossed.

🔹 Bridge – The Lies They Sell They call it progress, they call it peace, Yet history screams—it never ceased. They mark the books, they carve their own, Yet truth lives on—no force can clone.

For every broken dream, every stolen life, The echoes rise—cutting through strife. It is not hatred, it is not war, It is remembering—what came before.

💡 Verse 3 – The Stand We Must Take We don’t bow, we don’t fold, We tell the truth—let it be told. No more silence, no more blind, We lift the voices—we break confined.

They shaped the past, but we shape now, We hold the future—we take the vow. No chains remain, no war defines, We climb beyond—past the lines.

🔥 Final Chorus – The Call to Rise Through the ashes, through the dust, Through the echoes—we still must trust. Rise beyond, break the weight, History speaks—we shape fate.

🌠 Outro – No More Erased Names No loss forgotten, no soul unfound, The past stands tall—it won’t back down. We walk forward, not in chains, But in truth—reclaimed names.

Blood in the Dust

LA FLAMME DANS LE BÉTON

3. Rise of the Underdog

Time to Clash

(Intro)
Raised in blood, baptized by the game,
Family tied hands now pointin’ in blame.
I seen love turn fake for a Benz and a chain,
But I stayed solid — through fire, through rain.

(Verse 1)
Started broke, dirty hands, empty plate,
Now it’s Audemars dreams and armored gates.
Whispers in the kitchen, snakes at the table,
Blood thicker than water — until it ain’t stable.

Mama cried when I left, said I’d die young,
Now she rides Benz while my chain weigh a ton.
Friends turn ghost, loyalty sold for fame,
I tattooed pain deep, not just a name.

I fucked models while planning the block’s next move,
Engine growl in the night — matte black, bulletproof.
They said I’d fall ‘cause I never switched sides,
But I own stocks now, and a dozen mob ties.

Choppers in trunk, trust in none,
The game got rules, but I rewrite for fun.
From the gutter to gold, I never begged,
Your idols stream clout — I cash real checks.

(Verse 2)
Rode through fire with devils in suits,
Watched my day ones trade hearts for loot.
Gold don’t blind me, I see your truth,
You fake rich — rented pain in a Gucci boot.

They kiss the crown just to poison the king,
I burn that throne, made mine from sin.
She love the cash but not the scars,
Tryna heal with hoes in foreign cars.

I got family I don’t trust, friends I outgrew,
They smile wide, but they ain’t crew.
I’m the storm in silence, wrath in silk,
A lion in Lambos, soul built on guilt.

Private flights, but my demons still board,
Pop champagne, but remember the morgue.
You sold your soul for a feature and chain,
I flipped mine, made legacy from pain.

(Chorus x2)
Street made me, money changed ’em,
Kept it real, now they fake just to frame him.
Gold chains, but the pain still gleamin’,
Loyalty’s dead — I’m the last one breathin’.

(Verse 3)

Taught myself to walk when they cut my legs,
Now I run banks, bury snakes in dreads.
I don’t vent, I invest in rage,
Turn my trauma to checks, ink pain on page.

They love your fall, but hate your flight,
Wanna sip your fame, but duck your fight.
I’ve been robbed, lied to, stabbed and framed,
Still came back bossed up, untamed.

My heart’s gone cold, iced in trust,
You want real love? That shit’s just dust.
Grew from dirt, now I bloom in gold,
But my roots still deep where stories unfold.

No pastor prayed when I lost my soul,
I found it back in a .44 hold.
From the trenches to yachts, I rose in blood,
And I’ll die on ten toes before I fake this thug.

(Verse 4)

I don’t chase fame, I chase my name in stone,
Lion Gang prints on a king-made throne.
You rap for trends, I rap for scars,
Your top 10 list? Just a deck of cards.

They flex online but fold in war,
I speak my truth, you sell folklore.
Every line I spit got bodies in it,
A whole damn past in a couple minutes.

The game’s polluted, I breathe pure rage,
Still I walk calm, like a lion uncaged.
You ride waves, I cause the tide,
They build illusions, I provide the vibe.

From dead phones to designer suites,
I still walk like I carry the streets.
Never sold out, just bought my worth,
And I’ll die with pride or not at all — first.

(Chorus x2)
Street made me, money changed ’em,
Kept it real, now they fake just to frame him.
Gold chains, but the pain still gleamin’,
Loyalty’s dead — I’m the last one breathin’.

(Outro)
Ain’t no second life, just this flame I lit,
Buried pain in bars, now the world gets hit.
Lion Gang lives — etched in every line,
You can kill the flesh, but not the spine.

The Last Spine

Deep In The Middle

He’s tired of being a useful dummy and is ready for his big break in the industry. He is … CRASH DUMMY 411

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LYRICS written and served up the OLD-FASHIONED way, just like GRANDMA used to bake. MUSIC by SUNO

I’m a dad, a husband, and a farmer. From Washington State, USA

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