

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse] Spit molten, I’m a dragon, they a box of matches Flammable egos, I’m striking, leaving ashes Talk big, but they softer than a mattress Claim king, crown fake, plastic as they lashes I’m the butcher, chopping beef, filet the chatter They numbers inflated, bubblegum rapper Front row flex, but their wallet’s in the back row I’m a live grenade, they a dud with no ammo [Chorus] Flame thrower, roasting ‘em slow Melt the ice on their neck, let it flow Talk loud, but they don’t want smoke Step up, get cooked, that’s the show [Verse 2] Words sharper than a ginsu, cut through their pride They a two-door Pinto, I’m a jet when I glide Talk cheap, their value’s clearance aisle vibes Spitting counterfeit bars, I’m the one verified Front like they deep, but they kiddie pool shallow Swagger borrowed, drip faker than a shadow I’m Picasso with the mic, painting vivid battles They a kid with crayons, can’t handle the rattle [Bridge] Chirp, chirp, all that noise, just static I’m volcanic, erupting, they panic Crumble their crew like cookies, organic On this throne solo, no room for the antics
Tags
hip hop, aggressive beats with sharp snares and layered synths, bass-heavy, rap, hip-hop, hard-hitting
2:13
No
7/13/2025