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At my Return
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At my Return was released on May 3, 2026 by RICK D’ANGLE as a part of the album RESURRECTION
May 3, 2026
LabelRICK D’ANGLE
LanguageEnglish
BPM87
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

We are Octopus Garden and Rick Dangle on the master, ****!
Go LPC
Some dumb motherfucker tried to jack our sound
Caught him slippin', laid his fake ass on the ground
Stupid, you can't steal the soul, you just mimic what you saw
Now we back from the dirt, breakin' rules, fuck the law
Yeah, we rise from the ashes, now the grind go hard
And came back ruthless with a brand new distributor
Talk slick, get erased, we don't play, we go raw
We the realest in the game, motherfucker, that's law
At my return
This 2020 Stacks
LaSeine Parrish Crooks
My mama Feeney
Here I go
They thought I was gone
But legends never die
This is my resurrection
At my return
I rose from the ashes, scars carved in my skin
Bullet holes in my past, but the soul never gives in
From the East to the West, I carry the flame
They tried to bury my voice, but still chant my name
Prison walls couldn't cage the fire in my chest
Every verse was a weapon, every rhyme was a test
Mama raised a soldier in a world so cold
Now I'm back to tell a story that was never told
At my return, the streets still burn
Every life lesson is a page I've learned
They can kill the man, but the truth lives on
In every heartbeat, my spirit strong
I saw brothers bleed for colors stitched on a rag
Dreams stolen young, toe tagged in a bag
I spoke for the voiceless, the lost and the broken
Every line that I spit was a prophecy spoken
California nights, liquor drownin' the pain
But I prayed for tomorrow through the struggle and rain
They painted me a villain, but my people knew
I was fightin' for the ghetto, for the kids like you
At my return, the streets still burn
Every life lesson is a page I've learned
They can kill the man, but the truth lives on
In every heartbeat, my spirit strong
They said I was too real for this world
Too loud, too raw, too free
But freedom got a price
And I paid with my blood
Now I'm back
And I'll never be silenced
I rose from the ashes, scars carved in my skin
Bullet holes in my past, but the soul never gives in
From the East to the West, I carry the flame
They tried to bury my voice, but still chant my name
Prison walls couldn't cage the fire in my chest
Every verse was a weapon, every line was a test
Mama raised a soldier in a world so cold
Now I'm back to tell a story that was never told
At my return, the streets still burn
Every life lesson is a page I've learned
They can kill the man, but the truth lives on
In every heartbeat, my spirit strong
I saw brothers bleed for colors stitched on a rag
Dreams stolen young, toe tagged in a bag
I spoke for the voiceless, the lost and the broken
Every line that I spit was a prophecy spoken
California nights, liquor drownin' the pain
But I prayed for tomorrow through the struggle and rain
They painted me a villain, but my people knew
I was fightin' for the ghetto, for the kids like you
At my return, the streets still burn
Every life lesson is a page I've learned
They can kill the man, but the truth lives on
In every heartbeat, my spirit strong
Yeah
They said I was too real for this world
Too loud, too low, too free
But freedom got a price
And I paid with my blood
Now I'm back
And I'll never be silenced
I'm the rose from the concrete, bloom in the dust
The rebel with a cause, built on faith and trust
To the young ones listenin', hold your head high
Don't let the system break you, don't believe the lie
I'm eternity in rhythm, revolution in sound
Even when I was gone, you could feel me around
So when the beat drops heavy, know the truth returns
I am fire, I am struggle, and the torch still burns
I'm the rose from the concrete, bloom in the dust
The rebel with a cause, built on faith and trust
To the young ones listenin', hold your head high
Don't let the system break you, don't believe the lie
I'm eternity in rhythm, revolution in sound
Even when I was gone, you could feel me around
So when the beat drops heavy, know the truth returns
I am fire, I am struggle, and the torch still burns
At my return, the streets still burn
Every life lesson is a page I've learned
They can kill the man, but the truth lives on
In every heartbeat, my spirit strong
Written by: RICK D´ANGLE
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