Lyrics - Key to Life
I found the key to life buried under bad decisions,
Rust on the metal from regret and bad intentions,
Every lock I tried to open snapped back with tension,
So I kicked the fucking door down, learned a new dimension.
I grew up with noise in my head, no volume switch,
Teachers said I talk too much, I said “go suck a dick,”
I learned fast that silence gets you swallowed whole,
So I screamed through a mic just to salvage my soul.
I been broke, I been bent, I been one breath from gone,
Had my back to the wall with my faith turned off,
They said “trust the process,” I said “fuck your phrase,”
I watched good people rot while the snakes got praised.
The key to life ain’t peace, it’s surviving the storm,
It’s bleeding on a page till the chaos feels warm,
It’s turning every “no” into fuel for the fire,
And choking on your anger till it sharpens your desire.
I carry my past like a body in a trunk,
Every mile I drive I hear it bang and thump,
They say “let it go,” yeah, easy to say,
But my demons got leases, they don’t move away.
I tried to be humble, shit got me ignored,
Tried to be nice, got stabbed and floored,
So I learned real quick how to bark when I bite,
Now my words hit harder than a fist in a fight.
Fuck a halo, I earned every scar on my skin,
Every loss, every sin, every fucked up win,
I don’t pray for forgiveness, I write my confession,
Turn trauma to traction, depression to weapon.
The key to life’s heavy, cuts deep in the palm,
Every time you hold it, something else is gone,
You trade in your sleep for a shot at the crown,
Trade love for ambition, then you burn the shit down.
I watched friends turn strangers, turn haters, turn myths,
Watched loyalty crumble for a taste of this shit,
So I trust my reflection about as much as the press,
Both smile in your face while they feed on your stress.
I got rage in my veins, caffeine in my blood,
I spit like I’m drowning and the beat is my flood,
Every bar is a swing aimed straight at my past,
If I don’t keep moving, this pain’s gonna last.
They say “you’re obsessed,” I say “yeah, with escape,”
With breaking these cycles I was cursed to repeat,
With outrunning the doubt that keeps pulling me back,
With proving I’m more than a nervous collapse.
The key to life ain’t fame, ain’t money, ain’t praise,
It’s surviving yourself on the worst fucking days,
It’s waking up angry and choosing to fight,
Instead of laying down and surrendering the night.
I’ve had dark thoughts whispering “end it tonight,”
I told ’em “line up,” then I murdered ’em with lines,
Put ’em six feet under every time that I rhyme,
This pen is a shovel, this booth is a crime scene.
I’m not healed, I’m not whole, I’m just brutally real,
I learned scars don’t vanish, they teach you to feel,
And if life’s a lock meant to keep me confined,
Then fuck it, I’ll break it and call that the key.
If tomorrow don’t come, let this record explain,
I fought every fear with aggression and pain,
I didn’t win pretty, I didn’t win clean,
But I lived on my feet, not on my knees.
The key to life ain’t hope, it’s refusing to quit,
When the world keeps screaming you ain’t worth a shit,
So I carve my own path with a mic and a scar,
If this is my hell, then I’m owning the yard.
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