Lyrics
[Intro]
Storm’s up
Deck’s slick
Black flag
Heart picked (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Roughed sea roll, but it can’t keep us apart
Salt on my tongue, but it’s you in my heart
Boots slide wide when the hull bones grind
But I’m locked on you like a spyglass find
Lightning strikes, sky split, mast lean
You laugh in the blast, look mean, still queen
Thunder claps back like old cannons bark
We kiss in the flash, set fire in the dark
[Chorus]
Hoist the colors for my love (hey!)
Sing the songs you stole my heart
Like we steal their gold from above
Board their ship, tear it apart
Lightning cracks, but we don’t part
Thunder shakes, still side by side
Hoist the colors for my heart
You my curse, you my tide (oh)
[Verse 2]
Ropes burn red on these weather-cut hands
But I’d cut ‘em all free just to hold your plans
Maps on the table, you redraw the lines
Say, “Why chase ports when your harbor is mine?”
Lanterns swing wild when the storm rolls in
You grin, “Let it hit, that’s where we begin”
If the keel ever snaps, if we drown this chart
We’ll be laughing while we’re sinking, still chained by the heart
[Chorus]
Hoist the colors for my love (hey!)
Sing the songs you stole my heart
Like we steal their gold from above
Board their ship, tear it apart
Lightning cracks, but we don’t part
Thunder shakes, still side by side
Hoist the colors for my heart
You my curse, you my tide (yeah)
[Bridge]
Call and I come in the dead of the squall
You shout my name, I cut through it all
If the crew mutinies, if the mastbone falls
We’ll carve our names in the captain’s wall (hey!)
Old cannon roar, but your voice hits harder
Any rough water just makes us sail farther
[Chorus]
Hoist the colors for my love
Sing the songs you stole my heart
Like we steal their gold from above
Board their ship, tear it apart
Lightning cracks, but we don’t part
Thunder shakes, still side by side
Hoist the colors for my heart
You my curse, you my tide (you my tide)
Style
raphybrid sea shanty trap rap with male vocals; gritty drum programming and 808 low-end under stomping gang vocals and clapping oars-on-wood percussion. verses spit tightrhythmic barsdoubled on key phraseswith sparse harmonies. chorus explodes into shouted shanty hook over booming toms and brassy stabslightning fx sweeps and distant storm ambience swelling into the final refrain.shanty
Prompt
rap, sea shanty, trap,, the roughed sea can’t keep us apart, lightning, strikes, thunder, claps, like Old Cannon hoist the colors sing the songs you stole my heart like we steal their goal 
Credits
Prompt by
jimmyjankz
jimmyjankzGeneratedMar 30, 2026
ModelAria v5
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