Rap God Resurrection

[Intro] [Verse 1] From the depths of Detroit, where the struggle’s a sermon, Words sharper than blades, syllables start to burnin’, A pen in the dark, scribblin’ sparks to ignite, The crown’s heavy, but he wears it tight, f***t after f***t. Split personalities, verses like pistols unleashed, Every rhyme’s a confession, every bar’s a released beast. The world’s his canvas, he paints it raw and deranged, A poet in chaos, forever unchained, rearranged. [Chorus] Rap god resurrected, the venom’s still in his veins, Stormin’ through the silence, breakin’ the chains. Echoes of “Lose Yourself” in the shadows he treads, A king in the ring, where the words leave you d**d. [Verse 2] Mom’s spaghetti jokes, but the pain’s no punchline, Battles with demons, turnin’ nightmares to shrine. He’s Marshall, he’s Slim, a prism of fractured light, Bare-knuckle rhymes in the ring of the night. Critics said “fade,” but he reloaded the clip, Decades in the game, still the tip of the ship. The flow’s a tornado, leaves the weak in the dust, Legends don’t retire—they adapt, they adjust. [Bridge] The mic’s his religion, the stage his confessional booth, Every performance a rebirth, every verse the truth. They mimic his cadence, but the fire’s unmatched, A phoenix in verses—watch the empire reattach. [Chorus] Rap god resurrected, the venom’s still in his veins, Stormin’ through the silence, breakin’ the chains. Echoes of “Lose Yourself” in the shadows he treads, A king in the ring, where the words leave you d**d. [Outro]