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Act 3 · The BuildTrack 37 / 70
From The Bottom To The Battlefield
rap, Cinematic epic hip hop with bagpipes, soaring violin, and overdriven electric guitar, Intro starts sparse with distant pipes and low strings; first verse rides a hard, mid-tempo boom-bap trap hybrid, Chorus explodes with layered male vocals, chanted gang vox, and big halftime drums while guitar power chords stab on downbeats, Violin doubles key melody lines for drama, Final chorus adds octave harmonies, tom rolls, and a guitar lead that soars over the beat for a triumphant finale, hip hop, violin, electric
SONG-167·2026-01-05
[Intro] [low vocal register] Knew I’d make it Didn’t know when Didn’t know how Just held the pen [Verse 1] Basement air Milk crate throne Eating off change Pocket full of stones (not the kind that shine) Same hoodie, cold rain Bus ride, broke pain Kept a giant in my chest In a shoebox brain Mama said "vision" Pops said "work" I said "both" Then I dove in the dirt Saw my name in the dark On an unlit sign Whole future on mute But the beat in time Late night scribbles on a wrinkled receipt Whole life mapped on the back of a seat Didn’t see the stairs, only concrete blocks But I swore to that floor I would own this block [Pre-Chorus] Years in the fog, still I called that shot Didn’t see the road, only knew that spot Heart said "go", world said "stop" I was at the bottom with a mind on top [Chorus] From the bottom to the battlefield I always knew that I would make it Didn’t know the path, only felt the pull Then the doors swung wide, I had to take it From the bottom to the battlefield Sky broke open when I faced it One chance built like it was made for me I ran through the fire, never traded it [Verse 2] Then it came One call, one stage One name on a tiny line Last slot, last page Walked in Dust in the air, crowd thin Bagpipes [fade in bagpipes] crying like they knew my kin Violin trembling like my first big win Beat dropped heavy, boards began to shake Guitar screamed back every risk I’d take Every lonely night at the end of my rope Turned into thunder rolling under my hope Spit that truth Room went still Every bar broke chains Every word, raw steel Saw their eyes wide when my story hit Felt the world shift round me, click by click [Pre-Chorus] I was born for that moment before I could see it Kept my aim on the feeling, didn’t know how to reach it Then the spotlight fell where my shadow had been And the life that I pictured started pouring in [Chorus] From the bottom to the battlefield I always knew that I would make it Didn’t know the path, only felt the pull Then the doors swung wide, I had to take it From the bottom to the battlefield Sky broke open when I faced it One chance built like it was made for me I ran through the fire, never traded it [Bridge] [bagpipes and violin swell] Faster than the rumor Faster than the doubt Shot up from the gutter To the god-tier route Elevators never came So I carved my climb Now the top feels small For this heavy grind They say "overnight" I say "count the scars" You just saw the rocket Never saw the stars [Chorus] [Chorus]
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