Hardcore in My Blood
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male vocals
Aggressive East Coast street rap
grimy boom-bap drums over distorted bass stabs and eerie chopped strings. Verses spit double-time pockets with sudden half-time drops; hook hits with shouted gang vocals and siren FX tucked low in the mix. Sparse piano stabs accent punchlines
with short echo throws on key words to make the hook feel massive.
Создано мар 25, 2026
Тексты
[Verse 1]
Cold eyes
Tattooed hands
Counting scars
Not rubber bands
Back door deals
Backseat plans
I never prayed
I just took stands
Steel in my belt line
Night in my lungs
Learned how to lose
Then I learned to run
Now it’s war paint
On my face in the rain
If I smile at you once
It’s ’cause I already aimed
[Chorus]
This that hardcore
Blood in the concrete (hey!)
Heart like a locked door
Keys in the wrong street
Talk like a outlaw
Walk like I own heat
I don’t just want more
Hardcore in my blood
Deep
[Verse 2]
Teeth gold
Heart black
Front seat view
Of every trap
Judge with the bored face
Hammer in his hand
Said I’d never make it
Now I’m back on his land
Brother did time
Sister did dirt
Only way out
Is walking through hurt
So I sharpen my name
On whatever they throw
If they looking for smoke
I’m the one that they know
[Chorus]
This that hardcore
Blood in the concrete (oh yeah)
Heart like a locked door
Keys in the wrong street
Talk like a outlaw
Walk like I own heat
I don’t just want more
Hardcore in my blood
Deep
Cold eyes
Tattooed hands
Counting scars
Not rubber bands
Back door deals
Backseat plans
I never prayed
I just took stands
Steel in my belt line
Night in my lungs
Learned how to lose
Then I learned to run
Now it’s war paint
On my face in the rain
If I smile at you once
It’s ’cause I already aimed
[Chorus]
This that hardcore
Blood in the concrete (hey!)
Heart like a locked door
Keys in the wrong street
Talk like a outlaw
Walk like I own heat
I don’t just want more
Hardcore in my blood
Deep
[Verse 2]
Teeth gold
Heart black
Front seat view
Of every trap
Judge with the bored face
Hammer in his hand
Said I’d never make it
Now I’m back on his land
Brother did time
Sister did dirt
Only way out
Is walking through hurt
So I sharpen my name
On whatever they throw
If they looking for smoke
I’m the one that they know
[Chorus]
This that hardcore
Blood in the concrete (oh yeah)
Heart like a locked door
Keys in the wrong street
Talk like a outlaw
Walk like I own heat
I don’t just want more
Hardcore in my blood
Deep