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Lyrics
[Verse]
Pull the pen cocked back, wrist steady on the steel,
Ink sprayin', leakin' thoughts that my mind can't conceal.
Note pad gaspin', each word's a slug to the chest,
World in my sights, lettin' rhymes do the rest.
[Bridge]
Spinnin’ chambers, roulette of the soul,
Unloadin’ verses, pay the devil his toll.
Line after line, watch the page turn to red,
These ain't dreams, just the screams of the dead.
[Chorus]
Chopper pen screamin’, unloadin’ my creed,
Paper veins ruptured, let the whole world bleed.
Reload the ink, keep the drum on spray,
Every bar’s a bullet, keep the beasts at bay.
[Verse 2]
Magazine of metaphors, I’m lettin’ 'em burst,
Ejectin' all my thoughts, like my mind boutta curse.
Velocity of verbs, paper stained in war,
Each stanza's a clip, and I’m gunnin' for more.
[Bridge]
Pulpy white battlefield, bodies marked in blue,
Lines drip like arteries, what else can I do?
My hand's like a trigger, can't stall when it pulls,
Fully auto language, this pad ain’t got rules.
[Chorus]
Chopper pen screamin’, unloadin’ my creed,
Paper veins ruptured, let the whole world bleed.
Reload the ink, keep the drum on spray,
Every bar’s a bullet, keep the beasts at bay.
Details
GeneratedApr 2, 2025
Duration2:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
dirty south, gritty, hardcore, world, dirty south rap, rap
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419ModelAria v4
Prompt
A 3000 word dirty south rap song about playing Russian rulet with a fully automatic ink pen , shooting up my note pad reloading the ink as my note pad bleeds for the world to read
