[Intro — Low Growl] Yeah… Kanto ain’t a region. It’s a graveyard with street signs. Everybody wanna talk about journeys… Badges… Dreams… Let’s talk about the kids that never got one. King Koff. --- [Verse 1 — Savage, Bitter] Grew up in the gutters where the sirens don’t stop, Where the tall grass hide stories that the League forgot. No starter in my hand, no Professor with a smile, Just old Rocket names running corners by the mile. Viridian alleys had fear in the cracks, Saffron backstreets put knives in backs. Lavender ghosts ain’t scary — I slept near tombs, I ain’t fear the dead, I was born in fumes. While they dreamed about Mew and miracle pets, I watched grown folks sell hope just to settle old debts. You talk Poké Centers? That’s cute, little trainer, I learned first aid from a washed-up gangster. Streets taught me quick: don’t love, don’t trust, Keep a Poison Jab ready when the world turns rust. While your rival trained clean under bright blue skies, I fought twice my size just to stay alive. --- [Chorus — Heavy, Stomping] Kanto streets raised me, Turned a kid to a threat. Born in smoke, Fed pressure, Ain’t no dreams where I slept. Kanto streets shaped me, Put venom in my head. I ain’t born white and gold— I was born Black and Red. --- [Verse 2 — Dark, Aggressive] Cerulean corners moved scales in the night, Vermilion docks ran dirty deals outta sight. Celadon rich kids gambled souls for a thrill, While we boosted Poké Balls just to pay one bill. Slums near Fuchsia put poison in me, Found a Koffing in a box coughing smoke for heat. He coughed smog for warmth, I coughed blood from meals, Two broken things bonding till we both turned steel. The League don’t care how the streets get fed, They wave from Indigo while poor kids turn dead. Champions walk tall, trainers preach hope, I seen good boys break when they ran outta rope. Then Rocket came through like a door in the dark, Said, “You want a place, kid? You already got the spark.” I said, “Fuck yes,” with a grin full of sting, If Kanto made me poison… Rocket made me King. --- [Chorus — Harder, Louder] Kanto streets raised me, Turned a kid to a threat. Born in smoke, Fed pressure, Ain’t no dreams where I slept. Kanto streets shaped me, Put venom in my head. I ain’t born white and gold— I was born Black and Red. --- [Bridge — Spoken, Evil Calm] Every block. Every alley. Every closed door. Every night I went hungry while the League asked for more. Kanto didn’t save me. Kanto didn’t break me. Kanto taught the lesson… Rocket weaponized the pain. --- [Final Verse — King Koff Fully Formed] You talk evolution? I evolved through hurt. Clawed my way up through ash and dirt. No Pokédex entry could explain my fight, I’m the shadow of Kanto when it swallows the light. I buried old friends. I robbed cold men. I poisoned crews that tried to box me in. And now when they whisper “Rocket” they whisper my name. King Koff— the product of Kanto’s pain. I wear Black and Red like a scar I chose, Like a warning to the world every time I pose. Not fashion. Not fear. Not some costume thread. It’s the color of the life that raised me from dead. --- [Outro — Sinister] Kanto made me. Rocket claimed me. The streets engraved me. Poison raised me. Black and Red saved me. King Koff. R’s up.
