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[Verse]
I write my wrongs by lighting bongs, smoke clouds rise,
Hammer and tongs, sharpest tool under cold skies.
Duck duck goose, they run, it's off with your head,
Flag flying crimson, streets painted red.
[Chorus]
Why did the chicken cross the road, yo?
Dodgin' shells, duckin' cops, movin' slow, bro.
Life’s a gamble, dice rolls, streets stay cold,
Crossin’ the line, truth untold.
[Verse 2]
Shovel in my hand, I bury my mistakes deep,
Counting sins, wide awake, I can’t sleep.
Feathers fly, chicken steps into the heat,
Road paved with blood, drum of my heartbeat.
[Bridge]
Questions hit hard, answers stay raw,
Pecking at the pavement, no time for the law.
The rooster crows, dawn splits the dark,
Another day, another spark.
[Verse 3]
Sharp beak, sharper wit, I’m the hawk in disguise,
Chicken cross the road, but the block never lies.
Footsteps heavy, past ain’t far behind,
Streetlights flicker, shadows intertwined.
[Chorus]
Why did the chicken cross the road, yo?
Dodgin' shells, duckin' cops, movin' slow, bro.
Life’s a gamble, dice rolls, streets stay cold,
Crossin’ the line, truth untold.
Details
GeneratedJul 2, 2025
Duration3:26
LanguageEnglish
Style
gritty, male vocals, rap, heavy bass, gangster rap
Credits
Prompt by
BloodDiamondVortex45
BloodDiamondVortex45ModelAria v4
Prompt
I write my wrongs by lighting Bongs, hammer and tongs I'm the sharpest tool in the shed, duck duck goose its off with your head, fly the flag its Red, why did the chicken cross the road? Gangter rap
