Intro (Producer Tag Only):
(Dark pad atmosphere builds, faint hi‑hat shuffle creeping in)
[Lowest pitched voice, rumbling like sub‑bass]
“Prince Romantic… pon di beat…”
*(echo FX trails: “…beat… beat… beat…”)
—then the instrumental drops heavy with 808 kick, clap/snare, sliding bass, eerie bell motif.
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Verse 1 (Artist):
We was brothers, thought the bond was tight,
Shared dreams, late nights, visions in sight.
But envy crept in, you switched overnight,
Sold me out quick, for a piece of the hype.
I gave you trust, you gave me lies,
Played the role well, but I saw the disguise.
Now I rise solo, no snakes in my crew,
Lesson learned hard—never thought it was you.
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Hook (Artist):
You crossed me once, I ain’t lookin’ back,
Trust shattered, heart bruised, but I’m still on track.
Turned pain into fire, now I’m spittin’ facts,
Real ones ride, fake ones fade to black.
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Verse 2 (Artist):
Remember the nights we was dreamin’ big,
Talkin’ ‘bout stages, the life we’d live.
But greed took your soul, you flipped the script,
Now I’m writin’ rhymes ‘bout the knife you gripped.
I ain’t bitter, nah, I’m stronger than before,
Pain made me sharper, hunger gave me more.
You thought betrayal would break my stride,
But I’m built from scars, can’t kill my pride.
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Bridge (Artist, reflective tone):
Trust is fragile, once it’s gone, it’s gone,
But I’ll keep movin’, keep pushin’ on.
Your chapter’s closed, my story’s long,
I turn betrayal into battle songs.
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Final Hook (Artist, layered ad‑libs):
You crossed me once, I ain’t lookin’ back,
Trust shattered, heart bruised, but I’m still on track.
Turned pain into fire, now I’m spittin’ facts,
Real ones ride, fake ones fade to black.
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Outro (Artist):
Yeah… betrayal cut deep, but it ain’t my end.
I lost a fake, but I gained my pen.
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