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BLOOD TALK 2 by Yash

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BLOOD TALK 2

Rage Trap,both vocals

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🧨 HOOK 1
Don’t talk love, I been crossed too deep
Bled on the mic, now the booth ain’t clean
Snakes in my circle, now my fam got heat
They want a verse? Better pay that fee
Blood on my hands, and the tags say “drip”
Back then broke, now I walk like glitch
🔥 VERSE 1 (Straight realism)
Used to hit record with a 2% phone
Nobody picked up when I called for a loan
Now they on DMs like "bro, you grown"
Same ones laughed when I slept on stone
Back then cold, now the chain got weight
But I still feel pain in designer fate
Seen homies change for a lil’ plate
That’s why I keep clips, not no faith
🔪 VERSE 2 (Fake homies)
I broke bread, they broke code
I gave game, they played role
Now I’m solo, I don’t fold
Loyalty rare, like my old flow
Ain’t no label, I’m self-built
N***as switched sides like guilt
Now I walk light with a dark tilt
Can’t trust smiles — they kill real
🧨 HOOK 2
Don’t talk plans, you was never involved
I dropped blood, while you prayed I fall
9-to-5 life? That ain’t my call
This is soul for sale — I want it all
Came from hell, made heaven my stage
Voice got rage, now the crowd feel flames
⚰️ VERSE 3 (Street scars)
Seen opps fold when the heat got loud
Seen moms cry when the rent ran out
I ain’t rap cap, I spit my drought
Turned hunger into a goddamn route
Got no OGs, got no map
Just me and fate in a hoodie and strap
Blew through doubt like a torn-up trap
Still pray low, but I don’t look back
🔥 VERSE 4 (Cocky flex after pain)
Told me I’m soft, I was starving slow
Now my tracklist look like gold
These boys flex for TikTok clout
I get paid for the pain I wrote
Streets ain’t sweet, they sugarcoat
I been cut deep, now I let that show
Not made for peace — I’m made for smoke
Real ones get me — the rest just quote
đź’€ VERSE 5 (Cold-blooded closer)
You ain’t real, you ain't solid
Switched on your bro for deposit
I lost 10, got 30 back
I don’t mourn — I just move logic
Cut ties, made ties with risk
Blew checks, then made that flip
They said I’d crash — I built a ship
I ain’t your op — I’m apocalypse
🌌 BRIDGE / OUTRO (Screamed adlibs + slow-fade line)
“They wanted me dead. I made them fans.”
(beat fades)
“They laughed at pain. I turned it into brands.”
(Guitar solo outro, fire crackle, whispered: “Blood talk never dies.”