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Cross The Line

Cross The Line is a Suno song by Alex Merced blending progressive phonk and breakbeat, published September 16, 2026. Hear it and view its verified details.

Type
Suno generation
Runtime
3:39
Published
Style
progressive phonk · breakbeat
Suno model
v6

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Artwork for Cross The Line

How this recording was made

Created by Alex Merced with Suno; style tags, runtime, artwork, model version and lyrics are sourced from the public Suno recording metadata.

The musical arrangement and performance were generated with Suno from Alex’s creative direction. The title, published source, model label, style tags, artwork and text shown here come from the public recording metadata.

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[Verse 1]
I kept a map beneath the mattress
Corners folded, ink gone pale
Every locked and rusted passage
Taught my hands to work the rail

They said wait until the road is clear
I heard the clock behind the wall
Built a ladder out of broken years
And climbed before the call

[Pre-Chorus]
If the gate comes down
I’ll find another way
If the ground gives out
I’ll make my own runway

[Chorus]
I will make it through the pressure
I will turn the doubt to weather
Every barrier becomes a stair
I’m still rising, I’m still there

No permission, no surrender
Hands are bruised but moving better
What I carry cannot be denied
I was made to cross the line

[Verse 2]
There were nights the plan looked foolish
Rain came hard against the glass
Still I kept the engine moving
Still I gave the dark a pass

Every no became a signal
Every scar became a sign
I don’t need the world to whistle
I just need this heart of mine

[Pre-Chorus]
When the door stays closed
I’ll build a wider frame
When the fear gets loud
I’ll answer with my name

[Chorus]
I will make it through the pressure
I will turn the doubt to weather
Every barrier becomes a stair
I’m still rising, I’m still there

No permission, no surrender
Hands are bruised but moving better
What I carry cannot be denied
I was made to cross the line

[Bridge]
Let the weight come down
Let the old road split
I have learned the shape of courage
By refusing to quit

One more breath, one more motion
One more spark beneath the stone
I am not waiting for a doorway
I am building one of my own

[Final Chorus]
I will make it through the pressure
I will turn the doubt to weather
Every barrier becomes a stair
I’m still rising, I’m still there

No permission, no surrender
Hands are bruised but moving better
What I carry cannot be denied
I was made to cross the line

[Outro]
I was made to cross the line
I was made to cross the line

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