Title: “Crown Heavy”
Title: “Crown Heavy” (A Kendrick Lamar-inspired rap song) [Verse 1] Look—born in the belly where the sun don’t shine, Mama prayed over pennies, made a meal outta dimes. Concrete jungle, every step got a price, Tryna juggle all this trauma while I'm rollin' the dice. I seen kings lose crowns over rumors and greed, Homies turned into Judas for a couple of Gs. The preacher man tellin’ me that heaven is free, But the landlord knockin’, say the rent ain’t cheap. System rigged, every level got a devil in place, They sellin' dreams, but reality stay takin’ its space. And I ain't tryna be the next one dead on the news, So I dance with the wolves but I lace my shoes. Streetlights flicker where the lost ones roam, Where the past ain’t forgiven and the future unknown. I ain’t perfect, but I’m pushin’ for a better design, If the truth set you free, then I'm breakin’ the binds. [Chorus] Heavy is the head, but I wear my crown, Built from the pain, I can’t turn back now. Pray for the lost, but we still ain't found, Gotta hold my ground, gotta hold my ground. [Verse 2] Used to scribble on the pages just to balance my mind, Now my words paint pictures of the days I survived. Uncle told me, “Keep a third eye open in time,” ‘Cause the realest ones fall when they stuck in the climb. Man, the system ain't designed for the ones with my skin, They'll sell you hope in a bag, then arrest you again. Put a dollar on your dreams, then they tax your wins, If you make it out the hood, they just pull you back in. I seen kids turn to ghosts over money disputes, I seen mothers bury sons with they Sunday suits. And the cops come late, say it's part of the game, Man, the devil wears a badge and don’t need no chains. I ain't never been the type to just settle for less, If they sleepin’ on my words, let ‘em die in they rest. I keep my heart in these lines, every bar’s my breath, If I ain't made it yet, then I ain’t done yet. [Chorus] Heavy is the head, but I wear my crown, Built from the pain, I can’t turn back now. Pray for the lost, but we still ain't found, Gotta hold my ground, gotta hold my ground. [Verse 3] Look—trauma in my blood, still it run like a stream, Tryna wash away the past but it stick to my jeans. I seen angels turn demons when they fiend for the green, I seen love turn lethal when it’s masked in a scheme. I ain’t lookin’ for no pity, I just speak what I know, If my story touch a soul, let ‘em pass it in code. Tryna build a generation that can break out the mold, ‘Cause the shackles ain't just metal, they be stuck in the soul. My people cry revolution but they whisper in pain, They want a seat at the table but get crumbs in exchange. They want peace in they streets but get war in they veins, Man, the cycle stay spinnin’ like the tracks on a train. But I'm movin’ with a vision that’s bigger than chains, They could bury my body, but they won’t kill my name. If they ask what I stand for, just tell ‘em it’s change, If they ask where I'm headed, tell ‘em straight to the flames. [Chorus] Heavy is the head, but I wear my crown, Built from the pain, I can’t turn back now. Pray for the lost, but we still ain't found, Gotta hold my ground, gotta hold my ground. [Verse 4] Every scar on my skin got a story to tell, Every tear that I shed built a heaven from hell. Every loss that I took made a lesson prevail, Every cross that I carried made my spirit rebel. They want peace but they scared of the cost it take, Want the change but they freeze when it's time to break. Want the dream but they sleep through the time it wake, Man, the truth feel heavy when the lies feel safe. So I spit for the ones with they backs to the wall, For the kids in the dark tryna answer the call. For the nights when the hunger put a crack in your soul, For the fight that it take just to make it at all. No silver spoon, no gold on my plate, Just a soul full of fire and a mind that create. They could try to dim the light, but I rise with the fate, I was born for the weight—let me carry the weight. [Chorus] Heavy is the head, but I wear my crown, Built from the pain, I can’t turn back now. Pray for the lost, but we still ain't found, Gotta hold my ground, gotta hold my ground. --- Let me know if you want any tweaks!
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Title: “Crown Heavy” (A Kendrick Lamar-inspired rap song) [Verse 1] Look—born in the belly where the sun don’t shine, Mama prayed over pennies, made a meal outta dimes. Concrete jungle, every step got a price, Tryna juggle all this trauma while I'm rollin' the dice. I seen kings lose crowns over rumors and greed, Homies turned into Judas for a couple of Gs. The preacher man tellin’ me that heaven is free, But the landlord knockin’, say the rent ain’t cheap. System rigged, every level got a devil in place, They sellin' dreams, but reality stay takin’ its space. And I ain't tryna be the next one dead on the news, So I dance with the wolves but I lace my shoes. Streetlights flicker where the lost ones roam, Where the past ain’t forgiven and the future unknown. I ain’t perfect, but I’m pushin’ for a better design, If the truth set you free, then I'm breakin’ the binds. [Chorus] Heavy is the head, but I wear my crown, Built from the pain, I can’t turn back now. Pray for the lost, but we still ain't found, Gotta hold my ground, gotta hold my ground. [Verse 2] Used to scribble on the pages just to balance my mind, Now my words paint pictures of the days I survived. Uncle told me, “Keep a third eye open in time,” ‘Cause the realest ones fall when they stuck in the climb. Man, the system ain't designed for the ones with my skin, They'll sell you hope in a bag, then arrest you again. Put a dollar on your dreams, then they tax your wins, If you make it out the hood, they just pull you back in. I seen kids turn to ghosts over money disputes, I seen mothers bury sons with they Sunday suits. And the cops come late, say it's part of the game, Man, the devil wears a badge and don’t need no chains. I ain't never been the type to just settle for less, If they sleepin’ on my words, let ‘em die in they rest. I keep my heart in these lines, every bar’s my breath, If I ain't made it yet, then I ain’t done yet. [Chorus] Heavy is the head, but I wear my crown, Built from the pain, I can’t turn back now. Pray for the lost, but we still ain't found, Gotta hold my ground, gotta hold my ground. [Verse 3] Look—trauma in my blood, still it run like a stream, Tryna wash away the past but it stick to my jeans. I seen angels turn demons when they fiend for the green, I seen love turn lethal when it’s masked in a scheme. I ain’t lookin’ for no pity, I just speak what I know, If my story touch a soul, let ‘em pass it in code. Tryna build a generation that can break out the mold, ‘Cause the shackles ain't just metal, they be stuck in the soul. My people cry revolution but they whisper in pain, They want a seat at the table but get crumbs in exchange. They want peace in they streets but get war in they veins, Man, the cycle stay spinnin’ like the tracks on a train. But I'm movin’ with a vision that’s bigger than chains, They could bury my body, but they won’t kill my name. If they ask what I stand for, just tell ‘em it’s change, If they ask where I'm headed, tell ‘em straight to the flames. [Chorus] Heavy is the head, but I wear my crown, Built from the pain, I can’t turn back now. Pray for the lost, but we still ain't found, Gotta hold my ground, gotta hold my ground. [Verse 4] Every scar on my skin got a story to tell, Every tear that I shed built a heaven from hell. Every loss that I took made a lesson prevail, Every cross that I carried made my spirit rebel. They want peace but they scared of the cost it take, Want the change but they freeze when it's time to break. Want the dream but they sleep through the time it wake, Man, the truth feel heavy when the lies feel safe. So I spit for the ones with they backs to the wall, For the kids in the dark tryna answer the call. For the nights when the hunger put a crack in your soul, For the fight that it take just to make it at all. No silver spoon, no gold on my plate, Just a soul full of fire and a mind that create. They could try to dim the light, but I rise with the fate, I was born for the weight—let me carry the weight. [Chorus] Heavy is the head, but I wear my crown, Built from the pain, I can’t turn back now. Pray for the lost, but we still ain't found, Gotta hold my ground, gotta hold my ground. --- Let me know if you want any tweaks!