[Intro – Aurelian Vibe]
Yeah…
Born in the spires, raised in the lies.
Silver in my blood, but truth in my eyes.
They said rap was beneath us.
Guess I’m falling…
Or finally rising.
[Verse 1 – Aurelian Vibe]
Father looked at me like a fracture in the crown,
Said, “Your voice ain’t tradition — you embarrassing the town.”
I was forged in that crystal, had a future pre-planned,
But music hit my veins like a spell outta hand.
See the Highblood code? Man, it’s colder than the quartz,
Perfect smiles, perfect robes, perfect lies in their courts.
They ain’t want me on a beat, they want me chained to a role—
But I found more truth in a kick drum’s soul.
I ain’t choose rebellion, rebellion chose me,
Heard a rhythm in the streets I ain’t supposed to see.
Every verse was a crack in the walls of my fate,
Now the whole damn palace wanna watch me break.
[Pre-Chorus – Aurelian Vibe]
They polished my life till it cut like a knife,
Told me gold don’t mix with the grit or the strife.
But I’d rather bleed real than shine fake in their seats—
So I stepped off the tower…
And fell into the beats.
[Chorus – Aurelian Vibe]
Broke the rules, now I’m royal to the streets.
Crown cracked clean, but the real ones speak.
Lost my home, but I found my release—
Ain’t no throne like the one built in peace.
Broke the rules, now I’m royal to the streets.
Left the glass halls and the gold elite.
They cut ties, but I cut the deceit—
And the rhythm made a kingdom under my feet.
[Verse 2 – Aurelian Vibe]
High Council issued warrants, put a bounty on my flow,
“Apprehend the prince who disgraced the status quo.”
Posters in the plazas, whispers as I go—
“He betrayed his house…”
Yeah, well, my house betrayed hope.
I’m walking alleyways with a hood on my pride,
But the people hear my verses, and they let me inside.
I ain’t never been this broke, never felt this alive—
I traded comfort for truth, and truth made me thrive.
I had diamonds in my room, now I sleep near the dust,
But the dust holds stories, and the stories earned trust.
They said freedom ain’t free—
Guess I paid the full price.
Lost the throne of glass… gained a throne of life.
[Pre-Chorus – Aurelian Vibe]
Let the Highbloods glare from their towers of frost,
I’d rather sing with the fallen than rule with the lost.
They built kingdoms of shine, but it’s fragile deceit—
While the streets build empires from beat after beat.
[Chorus – Aurelian Vibe]
Broke the rules, now I’m royal to the streets.
Crown cracked clean, but the real ones speak.
Lost my home, but I found my release—
Ain’t no throne like the one built in peace.
Broke the rules, now I’m royal to the streets.
Left the glass halls and the gold elite.
They cut ties, but I cut the deceit—
And the rhythm made a kingdom under my feet.
[Bridge – Whispered, layered harmonies]
Glass cuts deep…
But glass breaks clean.
Let the shards fall…
I’ll build something unseen.
No father, no council, no crown to obey—
Just a mic, and a pulse,
And a new kind of way.
[Outro – Aurelian Vibe]
Tell the Spires… keep their throne.
I made my own.
And every verse I speak?
Another stone unthrown.
Royal to the streets…
Forever unknown.