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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Clock hits five
hands smell like metal and sweat
Dust on my boots
paycheck barely clears the debt
Punch out, peel out
parking lot gravel in the air
That old F-150’s
got my whole week in the cab right there
[Chorus]
Rust, steel and gasoline
blue collar blood in my veins, I bleed
From the workbench
to the backroad speed
I break my back
then I break my machine
I live hard
yeah, I live between
Nine-to-fives
and busted dreams
Rust, steel and gasoline
(that’s my routine)
[Verse 2]
Saturday sun
got the bike shined up and loud
Leather on my shoulders
like I’m walking through a cloud
Twist that throttle
let the whole town see me fly
If I’m going out
I’m going out riding high
[Bridge]
Oil on my knuckles
scars on my knees
Punching that clock
then I chase what I need
If I crash
I’ll crawl back to my feet
I was built
for the burn and the heat (yeah)
[Chorus]
Rust, steel and gasoline
blue collar blood in my veins, I bleed
From the workbench
to the backroad speed
I break my back
then I break my machine
I live hard
yeah, I live between
Nine-to-fives
and busted dreams
Rust, steel and gasoline
(that’s my routine, my routine)
Details
GeneratedMar 2, 2026
Duration2:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Gritty rock-trap hybrid with male vocals, distorted power chords over booming sub-bass and crisp trap drums. Verses keep a tight half-time swagger with dry vocal, subtle auto-tune on select phrases. Chorus explodes with stacked shout-along hooks, overhead room mics, and a wide lead guitar riff shadowing the topline. Bridge drops to filtered drums and bass, then slams back with gang vocals on the final hook., rock, beats
Credits
Prompt by
MrBox
MrBoxModelAria v5
Prompt
rock, trap, beats song about working a blue collar life driving my f-150 and crushing my motorcycle on the weekends
