Experience the gritty reality of life on the streets with 'Blood-Stained Ride,' a West Coast hip hop anthem that delves into the struggles and ambitions of urban living. With complex rhymes and relatable themes, this track portrays the hustle and the harsh realities one faces in pursuit of dreams, all while echoing the powerful line, 'A dollar bill's a ticket on this blood-stained ride.'
(Short Instrumental Intro)
(Verse 1)
Cruisin' down the boulevard, shadows in the night,
A dolla bill's a ticket on this blood-stained ride.
Grit and grind, gotta hustle hard to survive,
Every corner, every block, keep my dreams alive.
Wakin' up, that grind ain't never gonna cease,
Chasin' paper dreams while I'm dodgin' all the beasts.
Streetlights flicker, keepin' watch over the crew,
In this concrete jungle, gotta make moves true.
(Hook)
A dollar bill's a ticket on this blood-stained ride,
We navigate the chaos, never run, never hide.
From the struggle to the hustle, watch the world collide,
Chasin' dreams in the darkness, we ride, we ride.
(Verse 2)
Lost in the madness, feel the weight on my chest,
Life ain't no lottery, it's a constant test.
Day ones by my side, they know how it feels,
We built from the struggle, it's the grind that heals.
Caught up in the hustle, hear the sirens wail,
Every dime that I spend, tell a hard-knock tale.
From the corner store hustle to the late-night grind,
In the city of angels, yo, we draw the line.
(Hook)
A dollar bill's a ticket on this blood-stained ride,
We navigate the chaos, never run, never hide.
From the struggle to the hustle, watch the world collide,
Chasin' dreams in the darkness, we ride, we ride.
(Verse 3)
Echoes of the past haunt the dreams of the youth,
But we rise from the ashes, shatter roofs of the truth.
Street poets speak for the voiceless, unheard,
While the world spins fast, we recite every word.
From the gang signs to legends, we pave our own way,
Building empires from the pain, breaking chains day by day.
So let the rain fall, wash the blood off the dirt,
In this life of chaos, we find strength from the hurt.
(Hook)
A dollar bill's a ticket on this blood-stained ride,
We navigate the chaos, never run, never hide.
From the struggle to the hustle, watch the world collide,
Chasin' dreams in the darkness, we ride, we ride.
(Outro)
Life's a game of chance, but I’m stacking the odds,
With every struggle faced, I'm breakin' all the facades.
A dollar bill's a ticket, hold it tight in your grip,
On this blood-stained ride, we ain't never gonna slip.
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Theme: (create a song around this line "A dollar bill's a ticket on this blood-stained ride").
Rhyme Scheme and Vocabulary: (Complex, street vocabulary and relatable).
Genre: (West Coast hip hop rap).
Structure: (Short Instrumental intro), (verse 1, Hook, verse 2, hook, verse 3, hook, outro).
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