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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Deck on my shoulder, late for the sun
Fresh grip tape smell, I’m already gone
Cracked cement lane, I know every stain
One clean push and I’m out the frame
Rolled through the park with a busted red cap
Lace on my shoe got caught on the snap
Kid on the bench said, “Show me that one”
So I hit the flat and I made it look fun
[Fhook]
Push, pop, land
Eyes on the crack in the land
Push, pop, land
I don’t need help, I got hands
[Verse 2]
Rails got scars from the ones who tried
I learned real quick from the hard no-slide
Thumb on the board, weight low, stay mean
Back foot loaded, I’m ghost on the scene
I miss, I bleed, I laugh, I reset
Tried that ledge till the whole park bets
One more try when the crowd gets loud
Then I roll away like I own that ground
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold that breath
Count it out
One more second
Then I’m out
Watch me glide
Watch me snap
Hit that line
Then come back
[Chorus]
Push, pop, land
Say it again, say it again
Push, pop, land
I’m on my feet till the end
Push, pop, land
We go around, we go around
Push, pop, land
Hear that sound, hear that sound
[Verse 3]
Sun drops low but I’m still in motion
Wheel marks circling the old devotion
Sweat on my brow, dust on my jeans
Nothing here fancy, just concrete dreams
Friend on the curb with the portable speaker
Hands in the air when the trick gets weaker
Then I roll through clean with the whole block seen
One more run and I’m chasing that green
[Bridge]
[Half-time]
Slow it down
Feel that weight
No talk now
Just create
Breathe in
Drop in
Hold tight
Then spin
[Chorus]
Push, pop, land
Say it again, say it again
Push, pop, land
I’m on my feet till the end
Push, pop, land
We go around, we go around
Push, pop, land
Hear that sound, hear that sound
[Outro]
Deck on my shoulder, sun in my eyes
One more line, one more try
Push, pop, land
Push, pop, land
Details
GeneratedAug 4, 2026
Duration2:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rap with bouncy mid-tempo boom-bap swing and skittering hi-hat syncopation; verse rides sparse drums and a rubbery bass riff, pre-chorus pulls to half-time with filtered claps and rising crowd shouts, chorus hits with a chanty gang-vocal hook and chopped skate-wheel clicks. Lead vocal is tight and upfront with double-tracked punch lines, ad-lib pops on ends of bars, and short delay throws on the hook word. Ear candy: board-pop transients, reverse snare swells, and a quick tape-stop into the last chorus. Mix is gritty, bright, and hard-hitting., rap
Credits
Prompt byPopWizard417
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
rap skateboarding
