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Lyrics
[Verse]
Guts spillin’, chassis screamin’, a scrapyard shrine,
Rattlin’ ghost, every mile is a crime.
Brakes? Nonexistent, tires balder than lies,
Engine coughin’ death, black smoke to the skies.
Dashboard cracked like ancient tectonics,
Radio stuck, playin’ static sonics.
Keys in ignition, but it’s more like a dare,
Ridin’ in this coffin, death’s ridin’ shotgun, beware.
[Chorus]
Rustbucket dreams, rollin’ in a nightmare,
Grindin’ down the street like it’s got no care.
Worthless wheels, but it’s all I got,
A tomb on tires, my cursed parking lot.
[Verse 2]
Axle moans, it’s the sound of despair,
Mirror hangin’ loose, broken glass everywhere.
Seats torn up, foam guts on display,
Doors don’t lock, let the wind have its way.
Gas tank leaks, drippin’ venomous trails,
Floorboards thin, see the road through the nails.
Every bump’s a threat, every turn’s roulette,
Still I drive, ‘cause I’m chained to this debt.
[Bridge]
Ain’t no resale, it’s a one-way ride,
Body rustin’ through, like a carcass dried.
Frame’s a skeleton, a ghost in disguise,
But somehow it’s mine, my own demise.
Details
GeneratedJul 17, 2025
Duration3:23
LanguageEnglish
Style
aggressive, dark, with chaotic percussive layers and eerie synth undertones, rap, industrial; rapid-fire verses over grinding guitars and distorted bass, low, grindcore
Credits
Prompt by
OldManMalice
OldManMaliceModelAria v4
Prompt
A dark, low, alluring fusion of chopper rap and grindcore; about a worthless car.
