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Lyrics
[Intro]
Eight-one-one
Say it once
Say it twice
Then it’s stuck
[Verse 1]
Eight-one-one, that’s the code, that’s the tag
Flip three digits, whole story in a bag
Two ones standing by an eight so wide
Like guardians posted at each side
Eight past eleven on a late-night clock
Heart on vibrate, mind on shock
Eight missed calls, one shot, one chance
Eight-one-one when I slide to advance (yeah)
[Chorus]
Eight-one-one, it’s stuck in my head
See it on the screen, on the signs, in red
Eight-one-one when I rise from the bed
Everywhere I look, it’s the number I said
Eight-one-one, let it ring, let it run
From the first little light till the day is done
Eight-one-one, that’s my code, that’s my drum
Turn three digits to an anthem we hum (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Eight like loops, I repeat my grind
One like focus, sharp in my mind
Another one standing, back-to-back with the first
Two thin lines holding down the verse
Apartment eight-eleven, top floor buzz
Door half open, they all know us
Eight dreams deep, one fear I outrun
One more leap, now I’m eight-one-one (woah)
[Chorus]
Eight-one-one, it’s stuck in my head
See it on the screen, on the signs, in red
Eight-one-one when I rise from the bed
Everywhere I look, it’s the number I said
Eight-one-one, let it ring, let it run
From the first little light till the day is done
Eight-one-one, that’s my code, that’s my drum
Turn three digits to an anthem we hum (eight-one-one)
Details
GeneratedFeb 3, 2026
Duration1:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Bouncy boom-bap with crisp drums and warm sub, playful male vocals. Hook leans on a hypnotic chant of “eight-one-one,” stacked doubles and call-and-response ad-libs. Verses stay tight and clever, riding a midtempo swing; subtle piano stabs and vinyl crackle tuck behind the beat. Final chorus adds extra harmonies and a rising synth pad for lift.
Credits
Prompt byRetroGuru143
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A song about the number 811, rap
