Charge It to the Game (Chxpt & Scurxd)

Memphis country grit rap with dark cinematic atmosphere, Slow heavy 808s, steel guitar accents, haunting piano, subtle church organ pads, distant choir ambience, Deep Southern rap cadence with emotional storytelling, Mix of country soul and Memphis trap influence, Dark rainy night vibe, funeral candle imagery, reflective but powerful anthem energy, Male vocal, gritty delivery, emotional hook with layered harmonies, ⸻ === MOOD TAGS === Memphis rap country soul dark cinematic addiction awareness gritty anthem southern trap emotional strength funeral atmosphere ⸻ === TEMPO SUGGESTION === 70–78 BPM (slow Memphis cadence) ⸻ === ENERGY PROFILE === Heavy emotional storytelling verses with a powerful reflective hook, Dark atmosphere but ending in strength, resilience, and leadership

Spoken Intro

Slow rain on a neon street…
Sirens somewhere in the distance…
Another night Northern Nevada don’t sleep.

Some people fighting demons.
Some people feeding them.

Still stand’n and grind’n… Bounce Back Brian.

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Verse 1

I watched the light fade out your eyes little by little
First it was pills, then powder, then the needle
Fetty hit the block like a hurricane season
Whole neighborhoods drowning, moms crying for a reason

Used to talk about a porch and a patch of land
Now I’m watching you disappear right out my hands
Phone ringing late from numbers I don’t know
Every road you take now only leads to that smoke

I tried to pull you back but the grip too strong
That devil in a powder had you gone too long
Love turned to distance, hope turned to pain
Sometimes you step back… charge it to the game

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Hook

I’m still standing in the rain while the world burns down
Watching fetty tear another whole town down
I hate what it did but I won’t drown in the blame
Some souls get lost… gotta charge it to the game

She running with the streets while I’m building my name
Different kind of hunger, different kind of flame
Pain in my chest but the grind don’t change

Still stand’n and grind’n… Bounce Back Brian.

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Verse 2

Ambulance lights flashing like a warning to the city
Too many funerals, too many mothers showing pity
Kids growing up seeing dealers on the corner
Fentanyl ghosts turning soldiers into mourners

I ain’t mad at you, I’m mad at what it does
How it steals every promise, every ounce of love
You traded tomorrow for a moment of escape
Now the streets hold your soul and the future ain’t shaped

I can’t save somebody that won’t save themselves
I got family depending on the cards I’m dealt
Legacy over everything, that’s the lane that I claim
Hard truth learned early… charge it to the game

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Bridge – Funeral Lights

Church doors open and the silence hits deep
Another young life laid down in his sleep
Sirens and candles lighting up the night
That’s the cost of that powder… funeral lights

Whole town hurting but the dealers still move
Another mama praying in a church front pew
I refuse to let that poison write my life
Turn pain into purpose when I see them funeral lights

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Final Hook

Still standing in the rain while the world burns down
Watching fetty tear another whole town down
They losing their sons while the devil gets paid
But I’m building my name while the darkness fades

She chose that road, I chose the climb
Different kind of future, different kind of time
Pain made a man and the mission remains

Still stand’n and grind’n… Bounce Back Brian.

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Spoken Intro Slow rain on a neon street… Sirens somewhere in the distance… Another night Northern Nevada don’t sleep. Some people fighting demons. Some people feeding them. Still stand’n and grind’n… Bounce Back Brian. ⸻ Verse 1 I watched the light fade out your eyes little by little First it was pills, then powder, then the needle Fetty hit the block like a hurricane season Whole neighborhoods drowning, moms crying for a reason Used to talk about a porch and a patch of land Now I’m watching you disappear right out my hands Phone ringing late from numbers I don’t know Every road you take now only leads to that smoke I tried to pull you back but the grip too strong That devil in a powder had you gone too long Love turned to distance, hope turned to pain Sometimes you step back… charge it to the game ⸻ Hook I’m still standing in the rain while the world burns down Watching fetty tear another whole town down I hate what it did but I won’t drown in the blame Some souls get lost… gotta charge it to the game She running with the streets while I’m building my name Different kind of hunger, different kind of flame Pain in my chest but the grind don’t change Still stand’n and grind’n… Bounce Back Brian. ⸻ Verse 2 Ambulance lights flashing like a warning to the city Too many funerals, too many mothers showing pity Kids growing up seeing dealers on the corner Fentanyl ghosts turning soldiers into mourners I ain’t mad at you, I’m mad at what it does How it steals every promise, every ounce of love You traded tomorrow for a moment of escape Now the streets hold your soul and the future ain’t shaped I can’t save somebody that won’t save themselves I got family depending on the cards I’m dealt Legacy over everything, that’s the lane that I claim Hard truth learned early… charge it to the game ⸻ Bridge – Funeral Lights Church doors open and the silence hits deep Another young life laid down in his sleep Sirens and candles lighting up the night That’s the cost of that powder… funeral lights Whole town hurting but the dealers still move Another mama praying in a church front pew I refuse to let that poison write my life Turn pain into purpose when I see them funeral lights ⸻ Final Hook Still standing in the rain while the world burns down Watching fetty tear another whole town down They losing their sons while the devil gets paid But I’m building my name while the darkness fades She chose that road, I chose the climb Different kind of future, different kind of time Pain made a man and the mission remains Still stand’n and grind’n… Bounce Back Brian.

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