

Prompt / Lyrics
(corse 1) You be my Bonnie I'll be your Clyde Love in the air from that beauty in her eyes Driving down them narrow roads Crossing through them stormy highways Killing people who stood in our way Robbing banks night to day As we get hunted down for our crimes that toke place Texas was where I first laid eyes on that girl who once became by my side day by day Till death had us litten up for all the crimes that toke place (Lyrics) Till death do us part You are my heart Loving you is my proudest art We lasted one the run till our days pasted Bonnie I'll treasure the moments that pass Robbing banks from there to far Killing the ones who squeal Are the ones found dying or dead They hated all the laws The stool pigeons, spotters and rats They classed them as cold blooded killers Who were heartless and mean I say this with pride That I once new Clyde When he was honest,upright and clean The law be fooling around And be taking Clyde down and locking him away in a cell Till he said too Bonnie I'll never be FREE And we will meet a few of them in HELL (Corse 2) You be my Bonnie I'll be your Clyde Love in the air from that beauty in her eyes Driving down them narrow roads Crossing through them stormy highways Killing people who stood in our way Robbing banks night to day As we get hunted down for our crimes that toke place Texas was where I first laid eyes on that girl who once became by my side day by day Till death had us litten up for all the crimes that toke place (Lyrics 2) The road was so dimly lighted With no highway signs too guide But they dam made up there minds If these roads where all blind They wouldn't have given up till they died The road gets dimmer and dimmer Sometimes you can hardly see Still it's fight, man to man And do all you can For they know they never can be free If they try act like citizens And rent them a nice little flat, About the third night they are invited to fight By a sub machine gun rat-tat-tat If a policeman is killed in Dallas And they have no clues for a guide If they can't find a friend They just wipe the slate clean And hang it on Bonnie and Clyde Two crimes have been done in America Not accredited to the borrow mob For they had no hand In the kidnapping demand Or the Kansas city Deopt job
Tags
metal, rap Melodic type of beat
2:52
No
2/14/2026