Lyrics

[Beat: Dark boom-bap groove, 92 bpm. Heavy kick + snare slap. Rolling bassline with West Coast synth accents. Background strings add tension. Vocals: deep, commanding, shifting between smooth storytelling, urgent passion, militant chants, and rapid-fire intensity.]

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[Intro – whispered, then strong]
Uh… yeah.
This is Bradley Inniss…
Survivor… soldier… fighter.
Bullet couldn’t end me. Life couldn’t bend me.
Now I’m back in the fight.

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[Verse 1 – smooth, laid-back storytelling flow with weight in each word]
I walked through the valley with shadows on me,
Abdomen torn but my spirit stayed free.
Doctors said prayers, strangers sent hope,
I swallowed that pain, yeah, learned how to cope.

Scars on my skin but my mind still sharp,
Every setback just fuel to restart.
Survival ain’t mercy, it’s muscle and grind,
Bullet still in me but it sharpened my mind.

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[Hook – militant, chant-like delivery with bounce and authority]
Back in the fight, never backin’ down,
Survivor’s crown, yeah I wear it proud.
Bullet ain’t silence, it gave me sound,
From the dirt I rose, now I stand my ground.

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[Verse 2 – passionate, urgent delivery with emotional depth, almost like a declaration]
See, I been to the edge where the reaper waits,
Saw heaven’s gate, but I dodged that fate.
Every night was a war in my chest and head,
But I fought with the prayers that my people said.

Now I’m stronger, wiser, truth in my veins,
Turn trauma to armor, transform the pain.
Still memoired in me, yeah the bullet remain,
But I rise, testify, let my voice sustain.

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[Hook – militant, chant-like again but heavier with layered doubles]
Back in the fight, never backin’ down,
Survivor’s crown, yeah I wear it proud.
Bullet ain’t silence, it gave me sound,
From the dirt I rose, now I stand my ground.

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[Bridge – rapid-fire, aggressive delivery with sharp internal rhymes and speed switches]
Look—
They tried to bury my story, but I’m still here,
Turned my fear to fire, made the vision clear.
Got a target on my soul but I won’t fold,
Every heartbeat gold, every step bold.

You can scar the flesh, but you can’t scar will,
Can’t kill the drive, can’t touch my skill.
I’m the proof that pain don’t chain a man,
I’m the living plan, God’s in my hand.

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[Final Hook – anthem feel, layered with echoes and ad-libs]
Back in the fight, never backin’ down,
Survivor’s crown, yeah I wear it proud.
Bullet ain’t silence, it gave me sound,
From the dirt I rose, now I stand my ground.

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[Outro – spoken, calm but powerful, like closing a testimony]
This is Bradley Inniss…
Survivor of the storm, fighter for the dawn.
Every scar is a scripture.
Every breath is a war won.
And I’m still here… back in the fight.