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Balmy Rise: Cataclysm Comeback 1 by BRYCE

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Balmy Rise: Cataclysm Comeback 1

Rap,Any Vocals

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[Verse 1]
In a balmy block where the streetlights hum slow,
We walked through the cataclysm — cratered, chrome, and glow.
Giddy with small wins, pockets heavy with plans,
Elated at the margins where we learned to stand.
No room for the farce, we catalog truth in scars,
Turn static into rhythm, cataclysm to bars.
I spit internal verbs, syllables split like schism —
Painted hope on the hood, traded doom for a prism.
[Pre-Chorus]
We won't kowtow, we won't bow to the night,
We trade shame for flame, trade weakness for fight.
[Chorus]
Balmy rise — Balmy rise,
Cataclysm rise — Cataclysm rise.
(Short and loud, repeat the cry)
Balmy rise — Cataclysm rise.
[Verse 2]
They tried to label us low, load us with ignominy,
We paid dues in shorthand, hustle used to defray the symphony.
No more cheap applause for their cheap little farce,
We craft stars from broken glass, stitch scars into art.
Micro-story: kid on the stoop, ten bucks and a vow,
Refused that easy kowtow — sold doubt down, learned how.
Luxriant nights: fake glamour, real grit in the seams,
We plant lucid futures, water dreams with plans and schemes.
[Bridge]
Defray the debt of yesterday — flip the math, stack the plates,
They called it chaos; we call it class, call it high-stakes fate.
From ignominy to frequency, we write our alibi,
Cataclysmic comeback — phoenix flight across the sky.
I pair cataclysm with cadence, static schism with reason,
Turn defray into the fray that funds tomorrow's season.
[Verse 3 — Internal Rhyme Play]
Elated, elevated — celebrated, never sedated,
Giddy like a kid who tasted power that they never gated.
Punchlines like paychecks, multisyllable checks and balances,
We flip the script, fold the map, change the chances.
No more kowtow corners, no more quiet compliance,
We keep the tempo tense, teach the tense new defiance.
[Final Chorus — Punchier]
Balmy rise — Balmy rise,
Cataclysm rise — Cataclysm rise.
Balmy rise — Balmy rise,
Cataclysm rise — Cataclysm rise.
[Outro]
We step out elated, giddy with the climb,
Turned a cataclysm into cadence, made the moment rhyme.
This is our short prayer, our rally, our why:
Balmy rise, cataclysm rise — we live, we fly.