# “BUILT FROM THE BROKEN” By Mr. Blackthorn (Just Dabz) Suno Music Style: Emotional Southern Trap Rap, Deep Raspy Male Vocals, Heavy 808 Bass, Dark Piano, Southern Country Accent, Powerful Storytelling, Raw Emotion, Aggressive Rap Verses, Soulful Melodic Hook, Inspirational Comeback Anthem. No Metal, No Rock. This song tells your story—from growing up poor, battling addiction, losing people you loved, dealing with betrayal and judgment, finding God, embracing your nerd and gaming side, and becoming someone determined to bring positivity into other people's lives. [Intro – Spoken, Deep Raspy Voice] Yeah...\ They see the man, but they don't know the story.\ They see the scars, but they don't know the glory.\ Fifteen years fighting battles nobody knew.\ Lost some people, lost myself...\ But somehow, I made it through.\ They call me Blackthorn.\ Some call me Dabz.\ But before all that...\ I was just a country boy trying to survive.\ Listen... [Verse 1 – Emotional Southern Trap] I came from nothing, dirt roads and pain,\ Poor little boy with a heart full of rain.\ Never had silver, never had gold,\ Just a broken-down dream and a story untold. Mama raised a fighter, life raised a beast,\ Had a thousand damn demons that wouldn't let me sleep.\ Fifteen long years, I was lost in the storm,\ Trying to find peace while my soul was torn. I made bad choices, yeah, I carry that shame,\ Hurt some good people, gotta own that blame.\ I ain't asking forgiveness for the things that I did,\ Just trying to be better than the man I once lived. They weren't around when my whole world cracked,\ But they're first in line when they're talking that trash.\ They judge my beliefs, wanna question my name,\ But they ain't walked a mile through my thunder and rain. [Pre-Chorus – Building Emotion] I been down, been dragged through hell,\ Got a thousand stories I could never tell.\ But God reached down when I couldn't see,\ Said, "Son, your past ain't all you'll ever be." [Chorus – Powerful Melodic Trap Hook] I'M BUILT FROM THE BROKEN!\ RAISED BY THE PAIN!\ WALKED THROUGH THE FIRE!\ STILL STANDING IN THE RAIN! I FOUGHT MY DEMONS!\ I BROKE MY CHAINS!\ YOU CAN JUDGE MY STORY!\ BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE MY NAME! I'M STILL HERE! STILL BREATHING!\ GOT A HEART THAT'S STILL BEATING!\ FROM THE DIRT TO THE SKY!\ WATCH THIS COUNTRY BOY FLY! YEAH, I'M BUILT FROM THE BROKEN!\ BUT I AIN'T BROKEN TODAY! [Verse 2 – Deep Emotional Rap] Last year hit hard, took the breath from my chest,\ Lost my best friend, man, I still ain't found rest.\ Then Grandma was gone, another piece of my heart,\ Felt like everything I loved was falling apart. I kept my pain quiet, put a smile on my face,\ While the memories followed me all over the place.\ People said they loved me, then disappeared,\ Funny how silence gets loud through the years. I sat in the darkness, questioning why,\ Watching my dreams while the days passed by.\ But I found one reason to get up again,\ Then another, then another, till I learned how to stand. I ain't perfect, ain't claiming I'm clean of mistakes,\ But I changed my direction, whatever it takes.\ And if Heaven can hear me, I hope that they know,\ I carry their love everywhere that I go. [Verse 3 – Aggressive Country Trap Flow] Now hold up, let me get something straight,\ I ain't living my life for somebody else's hate.\ You don't like my beliefs? That's fine with me,\ I wasn't born on this earth for your approval, G. You can talk all your trash, spread lies on my name,\ But a real country boy ain't afraid of the rain.\ I don't need your acceptance, don't need your applause,\ I'm standing ten toes with my faith and my flaws. I learned loyalty matters, blood don't make kin,\ Some strangers showed love when my people gave in.\ I built my own family, Blackthorn the name,\ Respect and real loyalty, that's how we reign. I ain't trying to be dangerous, trying to find peace,\ But don't mistake kindness for a man who's weak.\ Got boundaries now, yeah, I learned that much,\ You can keep all the drama, I don't need that stuff. [Chorus – Heavy 808 Bass] I'M BUILT FROM THE BROKEN!\ RAISED BY THE PAIN!\ WALKED THROUGH THE FIRE!\ STILL STANDING IN THE RAIN! I FOUGHT MY DEMONS!\ I BROKE MY CHAINS!\ YOU CAN JUDGE MY STORY!\ BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE MY NAME! I'M STILL HERE! STILL BREATHING!\ GOT A HEART THAT'S STILL BEATING!\ FROM THE DIRT TO THE SKY!\ WATCH THIS COUNTRY BOY FLY! [Verse 4 – Nerdcore Southern Trap] Now I'm sitting at my desk with a screen full of code,\ Building new worlds while I'm chasing my goals.\ I'm a gamer, a developer, a nerd to the bone,\ Turned a room full of screens into a world of my own. They used to call me different, used to laugh at my dreams,\ Now I'm building whole cities out of digital schemes.\ FiveM stories, characters, worlds I create,\ Turn imagination into something great. Just Dabz on the stream, Blackthorn in the game,\ Two different sides but the soul stays the same.\ Got a hippie kind of spirit, lo
