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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red and white stripes, slipping on the pitch
Talk big talk, but the trophy case is thin, glitch
Empty seats, you can hear the breeze
Whole stadium quiet when they start to wheeze
Southampton chatting history, living in the past
Every little purple patch, man, it never lasts
Change one manager, then change one more
Same sad story when you check that score
[Chorus]
Pompey run the coast, that’s a fact, not a boast
From the Fratton End roar to the flags by the post
Blue in my veins, sing it loud, beat my chest
Southampton looking lost, Portsmouth are the best
South Coast kings, yeah, we run that crest
Southampton in a mess, Portsmouth are the best
[Verse 2]
Down at Fratton Park, yeah, the ground still shakes
Even on a cold night, you can feel those quakes
Proper fan base, every seat, every row
While up the road, half the crowd don’t show
You lot fold when the pressure gets tight
We scrap in the rain, under floodlight
Check the passion, the pride, how we fight for the shirt
You just stare at the sky every time you hit dirt
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Blue smoke in the sky, hear the drumline pound
Name one south coast club with a louder sound
You can talk league tables, twist it how you like
But derby day comes and you flinch at the strike
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 14, 2026
Duration1:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Rowdy terrace rap over swaggering UK drill groove, male vocals. Sparse, detuned bells and eerie pads in the verses, heavy sliding bass and tight hi-hats. Hook explodes with chanted gang vocals and big claps like a packed away stand. Ad-libs echo like crowd chants, final chorus doubles up with higher harmonies and extra percussion for a taunting, triumphant feel., football
Credits
Prompt byBangerGroove458
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap song about Southampton football club being rubbish and local rivals Portsmouth are the best south coast team
