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Luxuriant Rise — Gangster Anthem 2 by PAIGE

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Luxuriant Rise — Gangster Anthem 2

Gangster Rap,Neutral Vocals

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[Intro]
[Beat drops — low hat, heavy 808] (uh) (yeah)
Balmy nights on Southside, palm on the steel — breathe slow [Breathe]
Absolve the old debts, watch a hustler grow (skrrt)
This ain't no farce — it's math, it's blood, it's code
We flip the script and stack the green till the story's told. (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Balmy air, streetlamps flick, my hood stay watchin' (watchin')
Cataclysm in my chest — aftershocks, never stoppin' (nah)
I defray the cost, flip the loss, pay the dues with grit
Count the nights I ate cold rice, now my pockets legit. (rack)
They laughed at the kid — said it was a joke, what a farce
Now they gawk at the drip when I roll through in a carved art
Giddy like a thief with a new key, grin split like a razor
Elated when the ledger clears — no favors, just labor. (uh)
Ignominy tried to brand me, street stamps on my name
I burned the stigma down, lit it up — turned shame into fame
I don't kowtow to clout or to fake love — I move proud
Luxuriant drip, luxuriant pockets, silk on a loud crowd. (ha)
[Hook / Chorus]
[One-line chant] Luxuriant rise — drip heavy, never kowtow! (ayy)
[Two-line payoff] Paid the price, set the tone, we run the block now. (run it)
Luxuriant rise — drip heavy, never kowtow! (say what?)
Paid the price, set the tone, we run the block now. (we run it)
[Verse 2]
Corner ledger: receipts, ramen, late-night prayer
Defray the hospital bills, flip a hustle, double the fare
Cataclysm tested iron, turned my nerves into steel
Balmy breeze on a new whip, leather seats, chrome wheel. (skrrt)
I keep receipts for the nights they said I couldn't be that
Now elated, I light candles where my dreams used to be flat
Giddy with the wins — but cautious, check the rearview
Ignominy's distant echo, ain't got no venue here, boo.
I move luxuriant — not just riches, it's posture, it's tone
Luxuriant pockets, luxuriant prayers, family off my phone. (ring)
Absolve the ghosts, pay respect to the ones who stayed
We don't kowtow to gutter rules — we rewrite the trade. (rewrite)
[Bridge — harsher vocal, spoken-word over stripped beat]
They wanted me broke, wanted me hungry — that was the farce.
I kept receipts, counted breaths, never bowed, never sparse.
Cataclysm came like storms — I planted roots through the cracks.
Defray the fallout with sweat, with hustle, with facts. (facts)
[Ad-lib: come on! come on!]
[Breakdown — call-and-response]
Lead: Luxuriant rise!
Crew: Luxuriant rise! (uh)
Lead: We won't kowtow!
Crew: We won't kowtow! (nah)
Lead: Absolve the past!
Crew: Absolve the past! (say it)
[Spoken Outro — quiet, raw]
Balmy morning, sun cuttin' through that broken stoop.
I fold my sins small, hand 'em back to the dirt — absolve 'em.
Defray the cost I owe myself — time's expensive out here.
Elated ain't loud like the block; it's steady like a new gear.
Ignominy's a memory we traded for a brighter ledger.
Giddy comes in moments — we savor, we measure.
This is luxury on our terms: luxuriant drip, hardened heart.
From cataclysm to calm, a