Track · Apr 3, 2026 · English

Bulldogs In The Box

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2:10

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Dust in my teeth

Red clay in my socks

"One-Eight-Seven" on the net

Yeah, we live in the box (bulldogs)

[Verse 1]

Mountain goats on the ridge line

Wire cut, quiet on the nine-line

Rucks high, heads low in the pine line

Slam charge set, watch the time climb

Crash trees, let the abatis fall

Green world turned to a timber wall

Sweat cold, heart hot, hear the contact call

I was made for the mud, I answer it all (yeah)

Pull sec, I’m posted on the corner

Night vision glow, I can smell Geronimo’s odor

If they cross that berm, that’s a closure

Learned fast in the fire, that’s the culture

[Chorus]

Bulldogs in the box, we don’t break, we don’t stop (hey)

Crash trees in the dark, let the whole line lock

AT4 on the shoulder, say the word, it rocks

Two-fifty talks mean, XM7 gon’ knock

Yeah, bulldogs in the box, we don’t fold, we don’t drop

Geronimo in the scope, one squeeze, heart stops

From the wood line, hilltop, all the way to the rock

Say the name, one-eight-seven, let the whole world watch (bulldogs)

[Verse 2]

OP glassin’, I’m countin’ their shapes

Map in my hand, I’m erasin’ escapes

Hands smell like cord, face streaked with the paint

Out here you’re real, can’t fake what you ain’t

Rattle of the links when the big dog spins

Short burst first, then the belt line thins

Range fan drawn where the dirt road bends

If they test this lane, that’s where it all ends (yeah)

Radio whisper, I’m readin’ the calm

But my pulse in my ears sound loud like a bomb

Training or not, I’m engravin’ it on

Every step in this box, I’m a different one

[Chorus]

Bulldogs in the box, we don’t break, we don’t stop

Crash trees in the dark, let the whole line lock

AT4 on the shoulder, say the word, it rocks

Two-fifty talks mean, XM7 gon’ knock

Yeah, bulldogs in the box, we don’t fold, we don’t drop

Geronimo in the scope, one squeeze, heart stops

From the wood line, hilltop, all the way to the rock

Say the name, one-eight-seven, let the whole world watch (bulldogs)

Style

rapgritty southern trap-rapmale vocals. sparse eerie keys and distant radio chatter in the introthen a heavyswinging 808 groove with crisp snares. verses are close-micalmost whispered intensity; hook widens with layered ad-libs and subtle chant-style backing. occasional low brass stabs and filtered gunshot fx for impactending on a coldechoing ring-out.english

Prompt

male, rap about jrtc in the box with 1-187 bulldogs. Mountain goats attached setting up slams. Crashing down trees with the abetis. Pulling security killing Geronimo. AT4’s, 250s and XM7’s shooting

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TheKidTaylor

GeneratedApr 3, 2026

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