Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Kenosha cold, but your talk runs hot,
Wolf Pack bark big, then you fold a lot.
Tornados spin stories, all smoke, no bite,
Johnny flexes loud, but he folds by night.
You flash that leather, act like a king,
But the room go quiet when the truth gon' sting.
Fake tough pose, same old recycled grin,
I read through the act and I let it in.
[Pre-Chorus]
You want respect?
Earn it first.
You want the crown?
Prove the work.
Keep saying wolf, but I see the fear,
Big mouth front, then you disappear.
[Chorus]
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, all bark, no bite
Tornados fake loud, then they out of sight
Johnny's all talk, let the weak line break
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, you a cheap mistake
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, hear that shame
Tornados phony, same old game
Johnny's a clown when the lights come on
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, your name gone wrong
[Verse 2]
I seen the kind that borrow their roar,
Stand two deep, still scared of the floor.
Name on a patch don't make you real,
If your backbone leaks when the pressure peel.
Tornados, you chase that myth and style,
But your whole damn image ain't worth a mile.
Johnny, you grin like you got the run,
Then back up quick when the push comes done.
[Pre-Chorus]
You want respect?
Earn it first.
You want the crown?
Prove the work.
Keep saying wolf, but I see the fear,
Big mouth front, then you disappear.
[Chorus]
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, all bark, no bite
Tornados fake loud, then they out of sight
Johnny's all talk, let the weak line break
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, you a cheap mistake
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, hear that shame
Tornados phony, same old game
Johnny's a clown when the lights come on
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, your name gone wrong
[Bridge]
Funny how the loudest ones go thin,
When the truth walk up and it walks in.
No gold in your mouth, no steel in your spine,
Just rented-up pride and a borrowed line.
[Chorus]
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, all bark, no bite
Tornados fake loud, then they out of sight
Johnny's all talk, let the weak line break
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, you a cheap mistake
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, hear that shame
Tornados phony, same old game
Johnny's a clown when the lights come on
Wolf Pack, wolf pack, your name gone wrong
Details
GeneratedJul 16, 2026
Duration2:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
Hard-hitting rap with a boom-bap backbone, shuffling hi-hats, rattling snares, and a menacing bass pulse; verse rides sparse and focused, pre-chorus tightens with snare rolls and chopped crowd chants, chorus punches with gang shouts and short stop-start rests. Aggressive lead vocal with doubled hooks, ad-lib callouts, and gritty delay throws on the names; ear candy comes from siren swells into the hook, reversed cymbal lifts, and tape-stop transitions before each drop. Bright, punchy mix with a raw street-level edge., rap
Credits
Prompt byNobleTone770
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Hate song dissing motorcycle club called wolf pack in Kenosha., rap tornados a phony and johnnys a bitch
