Lyrics
[Verse]
They sit on high with diamond rings
Speaking sweet of bloody things
Sending us to harsh extremes
While they sip on vintage dreams
[Verse 2]
We’re the ones who bear the scars
Fighting battles not our stars
They fly first class
Trade cigars
We get the bars and bullet cars
[Chorus]
We bleed they dine on velvet shores
While we fight their wealthy wars
Gain their riches from our chores
Giving nothing to these worn-out floors
[Verse 3]
Suit and ties
They paint the scene
While we march on blood-stained green
We’re the meat in their machine
Lost in nightmares they deem clean
[Verse 4]
Count the profits
Write the checks
We give all while they collect
We’re the bodies broke and wrecked
They're the ones who stay unchecked
[Chorus]
We bleed they dine on velvet shores
While we fight their wealthy wars
Gain their riches from our chores
Giving nothing to these worn-out floors
Style
gritty impactful hip hop
Prompt
Hip hop song about how the rich plan the wars and that the working and poor classes fight in it for them. The rich enjoy the rewards of war, but the people suffer from it.
Credits
Prompt by
Kevin Laden
Kevin Laden GeneratedOct 28, 2024
ModelAria v3.5
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