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Lyrics
[Verse]
Delaware my crib, first state on the map,
Soldiers in the trenches, where the corners adapt.
Philly fam visit, killers chill where I roam,
Not a killer, but the Glock keeps me feelin' at home.
Beaches stretch wide, where the boardwalks gleam,
Hustlers hit the sand, livin' half of a dream.
Waves crash hard, but the streets hit harder,
Every block's a gamble, bet it all, push it farther.
[Chorus]
Sax sings sweet, Delaware my zone,
Poker face steady, casino my throne.
Beach vibes heavy, where the sunlight's shown,
Delaware my state, my home, my own.
[Verse 2]
Bricks of Dover, the Capitol stands proud,
Blue Hen blood, screaming loud in the crowd.
Trap spots hidden, like crabs in the bay,
Hustle never sleeps, every night’s a new play.
Bridgeville to Newark, lanes shift like dice,
Small town drama, big city price.
My bars hit sharp, like a diamond's edge,
From the state line, reppin' every single ledge.
[Chorus]
Sax sings sweet, Delaware my zone,
Poker face steady, casino my throne.
Beach vibes heavy, where the sunlight's shown,
Delaware my state, my home, my own.
Details
GeneratedAug 13, 2025
Duration3:00
LanguageEnglish
Style
hip hop, rap, gritty beats with a jazzy saxophone loop; minimalistic drums with sharp snares; warm saxophone melodies anchor the hook for a nostalgic yet raw feel
Credits
Prompt by
Denway
DenwayModelAria v4
Prompt
rap, sax chorus, hip hop
Delaware my home
soldiers in the trenches
from Philly killers on every corner
not a killer, but I carry glock
Delaware beaches, where I have my fun
casinos
Poker my game
