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Lyrics
[Intro]
Flag in the wind
Boots in the dirt
Calloused hands
God first
[Verse 1]
I came up prayin' over paychecks
Stretchin' every dollar, every sunset
They laughed when I said “I want more”
Now they taxin' every dream at the door
Talk big, but they live in a bubble
We live lean, turn sweat into muscle
They say “trust us,” I say “prove it”
I don’t buy words, I just watch who do it (yeah)
[Chorus]
Red wave rollin', better stand tall
Heartland thunder in the town hall
Stars and stripes in my blood, my breath
I ride right ‘til there’s no left, no left
Red wave rollin', from fields to the coast
Hands on the wheel, and faith in the Ghost
Country first in my life, my chest
I ride right ‘til there’s no left, no left (hey!)
[Verse 2]
I pledge that flag, not a party line
But I know who shows up when it’s time
Truck bed packed, hit the county road
We the ones keep the backbone strong
They push fear, we push family
Front porch, big grace, small salary
You can keep your lecture and your desk
I’ll keep my Bible and a bulletproof vest (yeah)
[Chorus]
Red wave rollin', better stand tall
Heartland thunder in the town hall
Stars and stripes in my blood, my breath
I ride right ‘til there’s no left, no left
Red wave rollin', from fields to the coast
Hands on the wheel, and faith in the Ghost
Country first in my life, my chest
I ride right ‘til there’s no left, no left
[Bridge]
Can’t cancel a man with a spine
Can’t shame what I know is divine
I don’t bow to a blue-room crowd
I kneel once, then I stand loud (stand loud)
[Chorus]
Red wave rollin', better stand tall
Heartland thunder in the town hall
Stars and stripes in my blood, my breath
I ride right ‘til there’s no left, no left
Red wave rollin', from fields to the coast
Hands on the wheel, and faith in the Ghost
Country first in my life, my chest
I ride right ‘til there’s no left, no left (no left)
Details
GeneratedJan 25, 2026
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hard-charging patriotic rap over aggressive trap drums and distorted brass stabs. Male vocals with a bold, chest-forward delivery. Verses stay tight and punchy, alternating rapid-fire boasts with spacious pauses; hook explodes with gang vocals and octave doubles. Sub-bass growls under marching snares, with subtle guitar power chords thickening the choruses and a brief halftime switch in the bridge for maximum impact.
Credits
Prompt bythunder_road_rebels
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Republican red wave, screw the democrats down with left. Patriotic rap
