Ghetto Scars
by Lil BrUc3 · Hip-Hop/Rap · Made with Suno · 0 plays
The story behind this song
I wrote this cause I have helped many when they needed it. But when I wat down and at rock bottom no one was around and never heard from anyone. I have had people tell me that if I ever need anything they will be there no matter what. That's people that say there friends and family as well and not to forget ex gfs and I bet there is many people that can relate to this song
Style
southern, hip hop, rap, night drive
Prompt
Southern hip hop rap with heavy kick drum and rhythmic spoken-word flow with occasional ad-libs
Lyrics
That real pain music.Turn my vocals up, let 'em hear the soul in it.Look.(Side-Bie - heavily echoed) (Hear the soul... look) (Verse 1)I got scars on my body, scars in my soul, (Deep in my soul!)Trying to keep my head up but I'm losing control. (Losing it!)I remember nights sleeping in the back of the car, ( In the cold!)Staring out the window, wondering where you are. (Where you at?)Now I'm buying out the store, trying to heal the pain,But all this money in the world can't wash away the rain. ( sung melodically: Can't wash it away...)My homie got a sentence, got another in the dirt, (Rest up!)So I put a heavy melody on top of the hurt.They want to see me fall, want to see me in a cage, (Never that!)But I'm pouring out my spirit on the center of the stage.Every time I sing a note, I swear a tear drop, ( Falling down)Running from the demons and I can't stop. ( high pitch harmony: Can't stop, nooo)(Chorus)And I'm so broken, Lord, I'm screaming out your name! (harmony: Screaming your name!)Got a million dollars but I'm dealing with the same pain! ( Still hurts!)They want to see me down, want to see me in the mud,But I'm washing all my sins in the melody and blood! ( vocal run: In the bluuu-oood)Yeah, I'm broken, but I'm singing through the fight,Just a ghetto angel trying to make it to the light! (To the light!)(Verse 2)They love you when you're dead, hate you when you're here, ( That's how it go!)Got me looking over my shoulder, feeding on the fear. Watching Fake friends smile in my face, looking for a handout, (Get away from me)But when I was at my lowest, nobody would stand out. (Nobody!)So I sing it for the trenches, sing it for the block, (For my people)Every time the beat drop, I'm turning back the clock.I put my heart inside this microphone, it’s all that I got, ( All I got left)Because the streets don't love nobody, whether you're ready or not. ( high pitch harmony: Ready or not...)(Bridge)And it’s crazy how the main ones you feed turn around and bite your hand, ( Bite the hand!)I put clothes on your back, made you a boss, helped you stand. (I made you!)But these niggas so ungrateful, they forgot about the dark days, (They forgot!)Now they screaming out betrayal, looking at me sideways. (How you looking?)I gave you my last dollar when you didn't have a cent, ( Not a dime)Now you talking to the enemy. about where my money went. (frustrated laugh: Ha, snake shit)Man, loyalty is dead, I gotta keep my circle small, (Real small)'Cause the same ones claiming they love you want to see you fall. (echoing: See you fall... see you fall...)(Chorus)And I'm so broken, Lord, I'm screaming out your name! (harmony: Screaming your name!)Got a million dollars but I'm dealing with the same pain! (Still hurts!)They want to see me down, want to see me in the mud,But I'm washing all my sins in the melody and blood! ( vocal run: In the bluuu-oood)Yeah, I'm broken, but I'm singing through the fight,Just a ghetto angel trying to make it to the light! ( To the light!)(Outro)Yeah.Ungrateful.Can't trust nobody no more.Gotta watch your own shadow.( high reverb vocal run) (Mmmm-mmmm... yeah...)