Lyrics
[Verse]
Trigger-happy pen, click-clack, it’s automatic blaze
On my notepad, unleashing verses trapped in a cage
Bullets made of ink, puncture lines, filling the page
Bleeds blue against white, a war that rages stage by stage
[Chorus]
Russian roulette with a pen, spin the barrel real slow
Notes run crimson as emotions let the ink flow
Reload my soul with rhymes, let another round go
The world reads my pain, every shot’s the manifesto
[Verse 2]
Magazines of madness, sprayin’ thoughts from my dome
Carve initials in the paper, each lyric stands alone
Syllables ricochet, scatter heavy through the zone
I’m assassinating margins, body bags full of poems
[Bridge]
Fingers steady twitching, trigger itching, I’m possessed
Shells of metaphors scattered, pages deeply distressed
Refill cartridges with struggle, reload my unrest
Spread pain to canvas, bleed my mind onto the desk
[Chorus]
Russian roulette with a pen, spin the barrel real slow
Notes run crimson as emotions let the ink flow
Reload my soul with rhymes, let another round go
The world reads my pain, every shot’s the manifesto
[Verse 3]
The pad’s a battlefield, each line’s a chalk outline
Sentences spiral out like AK-47 spines
Flow’s the trigger, staccato drumming every rhyme
Rap sniper through the scope, headshot every time
Style
rapdirty south rapdirty southintenseworldlyrical
Prompt
A 3000 word dirty south rap song about playing Russian rulet with a fully automatic ink pen , shooting up my note pad reloading the ink as my note pad bleeds for the world to read
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419GeneratedApr 2, 2025
ModelAria v4
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