Rework of my original Song: https://suno.com/s/nxdVHAN79R2Wbpjo [Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] You shook my hand behind the mill, said, “Family first,” then made your deal. By dawn my brother did not breathe; your men had scrubbed the concrete clean. You gave the cops my name and street, then watched them drag me from my sleep. Six years counted by a steel door— I learned what keeping quiet is for. [Pre-Chorus] I walked out wearing Father's ring, with one old file and everything. No grand speech, no warning sign— just your handwriting beside mine. [Chorus] BLOOD FOR BLOOD! (Blood for blood!) You wrote the debt; I kept the proof. BLOOD FOR BLOOD! (Blood for blood!) No bought badge can bury truth. BLOOD FOR BLOOD! (Blood for blood!) You took his life and stole my years. I carried both through prison gates— blood for blood, I named the date. [Verse 2] I found you in your usual booth, clean white shirt, expensive shoes. Your gold watch kept perfect time; mine died the night they read my rights. You called me “brother,” poured a drink. I laid the case file by the sink. Page by page—your men, your car— the truth had never travelled far. [Pre-Chorus] Your smile broke when you saw the date. Your right hand tapped against the plate. I locked the door, then heard him say, “Don't lose your life to mine today.” [Chorus] BLOOD FOR BLOOD! (Blood for blood!) You wrote the debt; I kept the proof. BLOOD FOR BLOOD! (Blood for blood!) No bought badge can bury truth. BLOOD FOR BLOOD! (Blood for blood!) You took his life and stole my years. I carried both through prison gates— blood for blood, I named the date. [Bridge] I came prepared to make you pay. I felt the handle in my hand. Then I saw him at seventeen, laughing barefoot beside our van. He would not ask me for your blood. He'd ask what hate had made of me. I set the blade down on your desk and slid the evidence across. [Spoken Break] “Blood... for... blood... That's how you kept us all afraid.” (Blood for blood!) (Blood for blood!) [Final Chorus] BLOOD FOR BLOOD! That was the vow I lived inside. BLOOD FOR BLOOD! A cell, a funeral, a six-year lie. BLOOD FOR BLOOD! I hear my brother say, “Go home.” I leave the blade, I take my name— BLOOD FOR BLOOD—I CHOOSE MY LIFE! [Outro] “Not yours anymore.”
