Ride or Die

( Intro – distorted guitars + 808 kick, sirens faintly wailing )
Yeah…
Two motherfuckers, one plan. Let’s go.

( Verse 1 – rap, aggressive, spit fire over crunching guitars )
Mask on, heartbeat pounding like a drum
Bank doors blow, now the goddamn war’s begun
You look at me, “Baby, don’t fucking freeze”
I grab the bag, scream “Get on your knees, bitch!”
Money raining, teller shaking the floor
Love’s a motherfucker when it wants more
We ain’t just thieves, we predators in heat
Concrete Bonnie and Clyde, city at our feet

( Pre-Chorus – half-sung, half-rap )
Hands shake, blood on chrome
Every mile faster, further from home

( Chorus – screaming, rock power )
We fucking run, we run, sirens screaming loud
Guns, lies, bitch, we break the fucking crowd
Crash through the night, law can kiss our ass
Middle fingers raised, burn this fucking past
Ride or die till the world fucking cracks
No extradition, no fucking looking back

( Verse 2 – rap, dark, vicious flow )
Borderline insane, borderline love
You scream, I curse, rage fits like a glove
Money on the dash, trust in the trunk
I’m addicted to fucking chaos, baby, you know that funk
Cop helicopters painting halos of hate
You cry, I lie, we’re too goddamn late
Pull over, dust clouds, yelling in the night
Love turned to violence when everything’s a fight

( Bridge – shouted vocals + guitar chugs, intense breakdown )
Throw the fucking gun!
Get the fuck back in!
You say love, I say sin!
Red and blue flood the canyon walls
Stop now? Fuck that — we both fall

( Beat slams back, heavy guitars + trap hi-hats )

( Chorus – louder, double-time, scream it )
We fucking run, we run, sirens screaming loud
Guns, lies, bitch, we break the fucking crowd
Crash through the night, law can kiss our ass
Middle fingers raised, burn this fucking past
Ride or die till the world fucking cracks
No extradition, no fucking looking back

( Verse 3 – rap/rock hybrid, victorious but bloodied )
New names, new sins, beachfront hell
We made it out, but sleep is a fucking cell
Still fight in whispers, still fuck like war
Check every door ‘cause they know who we are
Freedom ain’t clean, it’s filthy, raw, untamed
I’d burn the fucking world down just to feel your flame

( Outro – guitar solo + screamed ad-libs )
No cuffs, no jail, no fucking grace
Just you and me in a lawless place
Beat the system, lost our peace
Love don’t snitch — it just bleeds.

Heavy rock-rap, gritty guitars, aggressive rap flow, raw explicit lyrics, trap beats, cinematic chaos, screaming hooks