Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boots on the ground, mic in my hand,
Torn between the beats and defending the land.
Dreams in the booth, but my heart's in the sand,
Two roads collide, tryin' to understand.
[Chorus]
They say choose one, can't walk both lanes,
But my soul's a storm, can't be contained.
Music's my weapon, the field's my stage,
Living two lives, breaking out the cage.
[Verse 2]
Salute to the flag, salute to the crowd,
Dropping verses loud, rifles unbowed.
In the trenches at night, under stars unshroud,
By day, spit truth, make my fam proud.
[Bridge]
Uniform pressed, but my words stay raw,
Freedom in the rhymes, war in the law.
Studio heat or the battlefield's draw,
Balance the scales, no moment to stall.
[Verse 3]
Chain of command or the 808’s boom,
Both paths lit, no shadow of doom.
Protect the block, still write my tune,
Warrior and artist, I assume the plume.
[Chorus]
They say choose one, can't walk both lanes,
But my soul's a storm, can't be contained.
Music's my weapon, the field's my stage,
Living two lives, breaking out the cage.
Style
hip hopcountryraptrapmale vocals
Prompt
A male singing about making the choice of choosing to chase his dreams of making music or choosing real life and join the army to protect his country, but he chooses both paths, rap, hip hop, trap
Credits
Prompt by
Phoenix893
Phoenix893GeneratedJun 12, 2025
ModelAria v4
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