Lyrics
[Verse]
Snakes in the grass, I hear the hiss from the bushes,
Life's a game of chess, I’m dodgin’ kings and the rookses,
Pockets need the weight, call it platinum, not cushions,
Dreams stretch far, skyscrapers, no pushpins.
Mango trees swayin’, roots deep in my essence,
Soul split in two, fusion fire, adolescence,
Reggae riddim heartbeat, rap the adolescence,
Waves crash harder when you question the presence.
[Chorus]
Impossible, they said, but I’m built from the rubble,
Dancehall to boom-bap, a vibe you can double,
Impossible fusion, we breaking the bubble,
Lyrics cut deep while the bassline rumble.
[Verse 2]
Raindrops drumming, rhythm’s natural percussion,
Lyrics paint pictures, heavy strokes, no discussion,
Smoke from the ganja rises, life’s combustion,
Turn tables spinning, spin cycles of corruption.
Mic’s my machete, slice beats in the jungle,
Words ripple tidal, make the whole world stumble,
Reggae’s my backbone, hip-hop’s my muscle,
Tension in the air, then the riddim make it humble.
[Chorus]
Impossible, they said, but I’m built from the rubble,
Dancehall to boom-bap, a vibe you can double,
Impossible fusion, we breaking the bubble,
Lyrics cut deep while the bassline rumble.
Style
rapreggae fusioncrisp snareslayered with occasional harmonized hooks.confident deliveryheavy basslines with syncopated rhythmand dancehall-inspired groove. male vocals with a laid-backhip-hophip hopreggae
Prompt
And you're right let's see if the AI and make up a beat and the lyrics All on its own he's acting possible, rap, hip hop, reggae, reggae fusion
Credits
Prompt byLofiBanger163
GeneratedJul 26, 2025
ModelAria v4
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