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What About Us 1 by AI Composer

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What About Us 1 by AI Composer - Raw Hard Angry Trap Rap music cover art

What About Us 1

Raw Hard Angry Trap Rap

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Two pawns on the board, black and white, stand me down, cold stare, Every move's a loaded gun, silent war in this ghost town square, Handshake with the secrets locked, invisible grip under the frame,
Fighting shadows only I see, I′m stuck in a battle with no name, I creep like a flickering spark, the twist wears cracked and bruised, A kingdom built on whisper lies, every truth we both abuse, Underneath this rugged game, there′s a force holding our fate tight, Not just players but a living flame, Burning raw in the deep night.
Why move, why fight if the ends we can′t see? Hold the knife, every battle feels the same, Trapped inside this maddening strife.
What about us? Caught in a chess game, no rest, no trust, Two pawns for one soul, lost inside a soundless rush, God′s hand beneath the brake, holding off the silent wave, What about us? Are we pieces or are we fate?
Hanging spikes like a jagged blade, Cutting through disbelief, Strategies blinded by pain, Every triumph drowned in grief, The board shakes under pressure, Every breath a stolen war cry, Still we′re held by something higher, Even when we bleed and lie,
A speaking storm, breath unenrolling my pains, Unesleeping frail, a voice that breaks chains, Not a plaything, in a twisted block, But a voice screaming for truth, Even gods can′t control the fire burning fierce beneath the roof.
Why move, why fight if the ends we can′t see? Hold the knife, every battle feels the same, Trapped inside this maddening strife.
What about us? Caught in a chess game, no rest, no trust, Two pawns for one soul, lost inside a soundless rush, God′s hand beneath the brake, holding off the silent wave, What about us? Are we pieces or are we fate?
Feel the pressure crack the floor, The weight of every play, But even when it crushes us, We′re still here, we′re still here.
What about us?
What about us?