SCARS & CROWNS
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v5 Lite
@ orlando peña bastardo
2026-11-11 21:26:43
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Step to the edge, let the concrete breathe,
Built from the gravel beneath my feet.
They wrote out the script of the downward slide,
I swallowed the doubt and I armed the pride.
No silver spoon, just calloused hands,
Building a throne out of sinking sands.
Every closed door was a key in disguise,
I read the defeat in a thousand eyes.
(Chorus)
From the bottom of the map to the upper floor,
They locked the gates, so I kicked the door.
Scars on the skin are the medals I wear,
Breathe in the pressure, I rule the air.
Resilience heavy, the spirit won't break,
Look at the empire I had to make.
(Verse 2)
They wanted a quiet, compliant ghost,
I became the fire that hurts them most.
Walked through the shadow of midnight rain,
Turned every ounce of the grief to gain.
No shortcuts taken, the ladder is steep,
Promises made that I intend to keep.
The root is deep and the trunk stands tall,
You need a hurricane to watch me fall.
(Chorus)
From the bottom of the map to the upper floor,
They locked the gates, so I kicked the door.
Scars on the skin are the medals I wear,
Breathe in the pressure, I rule the air.
Resilience heavy, the spirit won't break,
Look at the empire I had to make.
(Outro)
Yeah.
Unbroken lines.
From the dirt to the sky.
Watch how we rise.
Step to the edge, let the concrete breathe,
Built from the gravel beneath my feet.
They wrote out the script of the downward slide,
I swallowed the doubt and I armed the pride.
No silver spoon, just calloused hands,
Building a throne out of sinking sands.
Every closed door was a key in disguise,
I read the defeat in a thousand eyes.
(Chorus)
From the bottom of the map to the upper floor,
They locked the gates, so I kicked the door.
Scars on the skin are the medals I wear,
Breathe in the pressure, I rule the air.
Resilience heavy, the spirit won't break,
Look at the empire I had to make.
(Verse 2)
They wanted a quiet, compliant ghost,
I became the fire that hurts them most.
Walked through the shadow of midnight rain,
Turned every ounce of the grief to gain.
No shortcuts taken, the ladder is steep,
Promises made that I intend to keep.
The root is deep and the trunk stands tall,
You need a hurricane to watch me fall.
(Chorus)
From the bottom of the map to the upper floor,
They locked the gates, so I kicked the door.
Scars on the skin are the medals I wear,
Breathe in the pressure, I rule the air.
Resilience heavy, the spirit won't break,
Look at the empire I had to make.
(Outro)
Yeah.
Unbroken lines.
From the dirt to the sky.
Watch how we rise.
Style of Music
Hip Hop, Male Vocals
(Beat denso, pesado, con un bombo y caja lentos, y un bajo profundo que marca la tensión. Un sample de una sirena lejana de fondo y una voz cortada por la estática).