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Lyrics
[Verse]
Rhymes off the barrel, words hit like flak,
Poet with the smoke, roll up that R-Jack,
Droppin' lyrical napalm, enemies feel the heat,
Charlie in the bushes, snipers can't compete.
[Verse 2]
Metaphors poppin', convoys under attack,
Pressure on the front line, watch 'em all crack,
Guerilla tactics, words creep in the night,
Movin' like shadows, enemies take flight.
[Chorus]
Poet with the venom, creepin' through the jungle,
Drumbeats boom loud, make 'em all crumble,
Verbal artillery, never out of ammo,
Speakin' codes, dismantlin' their famo.
[Verse 3]
Tunnels underground, lyrical escape route,
Sneakin' through lines, taking clout without doubt,
Enemies fall flat, gettin' caught in the sweep,
Poet on the prowl, no mission too steep.
[Verse 4]
Helicopter echoes, blades spinnin' wild,
Runnin' from ghost stories since they were a child,
Boots on the ground, makin' rhythms clash,
Enemies retreat when the poet starts to bash.
[Chorus]
Poet with the venom, creepin' through the jungle,
Drumbeats boom loud, make 'em all crumble,
Verbal artillery, never out of ammo,
Speakin' codes, dismantlin' their famo.
Details
GeneratedFeb 26, 2025
Duration1:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
dirty south, rap, hip hop, hard-hitting, dirty south rap
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419ModelAria v4
Prompt
A hard-hitting dirty south rap about poet smoking r j packs dropping lyricaly bombs like napalm packs utilize poet dissing other rappers using Vietnam enemy words and military equipment from Vietnam
