Hardrap House Bass - Studio-Quality AI Music Generator by Tangra AI

[Verse] Concrete knuckles graze the belly of the clouds Iron veins pulsing loud beneath the heavy crowds Steel jaw snapping at the smog and the grime Counting dead presidents to kill the idle time Sidewalks sweating under boots made of lead Heavy shadows looming where the giants used to tread Gravel in my throat but the gold is in my vision Cutting through the static with a cold-blooded precision [Verse] Chain-link fences keeping secrets in the dark Fueling every fire with a microscopic spark Engine block vibrating deep inside the chest Thumping like a hammer putting silence to the test Wrecking balls swinging at the walls of the past Nothing built on sorrow ever had the guts to last Asphalt burning where the rubber meets the bone Claiming every corner as a kingdom on its own [Pre-Chorus] Voltage rising through the cracks in the floor Boot on the threshold and a fist against the door Pressure cooker whistling a hollow metal tune Howling at the hunger of a jagged yellow moon Wires getting tangled in the fever of the chase Blood on the knuckles and the grit upon the face Gravity is failing while the fever starts to climb Squeezing out the essence of a brutal paradigm [Chorus] Heave the heavy burden till the structure starts to crack Step into the furnace never look across your back Power in the motion and the weight inside the sound Tearing up the floorboards from the belly of the ground Maximum velocity ignited by the hate Storming through the portal at the heavy metal gate Grinding down the gears until the copper turns to red Living for the thunder while the rest are in their bed [Verse] Scraping off the varnish just to see the rotten wood Doing every dirty deed the way a soldier should Alleyways are breathing like a dragon in a cage Ink upon the knuckles writing history on the page Traffic lights are bleeding on the hood of the machine Scavenging for scrap inside a digital ravine Towers made of glass watching peasants in the mud Filtering the sunlight through a river made of blood [Verse] Broken glass is glistening like diamonds on the street Marching to the friction of the blisters on the feet Oil slick rainbows swirling down the open drain Soaking up the essence of the artificial rain Concrete is a canvas for the rage and the pride Nowhere for the cowards or the hypocrites to hide Bolts getting loose while the pistons start to scream Waking up the monster from a suffocating dream [Pre-Chorus] Voltage rising through the cracks in the floor Boot on the threshold and a fist against the door Pressure cooker whistling a hollow metal tune Howling at the hunger of a jagged yellow moon Wires getting tangled in the fever of the chase Blood on the knuckles and the grit upon the face Gravity is failing while the fever starts to climb Squeezing out the essence of a brutal paradigm [Chorus] Heave the heavy burden till the structure starts to crack Step into the furnace never look across your back Power in the motion and the weight inside the sound Tearing up the floorboards from the belly of the ground Maximum velocity ignited by the hate Storming through the portal at the heavy metal gate Grinding down the gears until the copper turns to red Living for the thunder while the rest are in their bed

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