Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I grew up where the cases lined up neat
Not for flex, for the rulebook in the street
Old lever-action, beat-up matte steel
Hunting rifle, sidearm, keep it real
Clean it slow, wipe it down, lock it tight
Respect every chamber, respect every night
If it ain't for safety, then it ain't for me
Hands off the trigger, keep your conscience free
[Pre-Chorus]
Check your aim
Check your tone
Keep that fire
At home
[Chorus]
Trigger discipline
Trigger discipline
Keep it safe, keep it sound
Trigger discipline
Trigger discipline
Love it most when it’s grounded
[Verse 2]
My uncle taught me manners, not a martyr’s grin
Store it in the safe, let the locked case win
Training on the range, ear pro in place
No loose talk, just focus and grace
I like the history, the craft, the build
The old-school lines and the patient skill
But every tool needs limits, every hand needs care
One bad choice can leave a scar in the air
[Pre-Chorus]
Check your aim
Check your tone
Keep that fire
At home
[Chorus]
Trigger discipline
Trigger discipline
Keep it safe, keep it sound
Trigger discipline
Trigger discipline
Love it most when it’s grounded
[Bridge]
Not a toy, not a throne
Not a badge, not a crown
It’s a last-resort tool
So I keep it down
Clean hands, clear mind
No panic in my chest
If you own one, own that
Safety comes first, best
[Chorus]
Trigger discipline
Trigger discipline
Keep it safe, keep it sound
Trigger discipline
Trigger discipline
Love it most when it’s grounded
Details
GeneratedJul 1, 2026
Duration2:48
LanguageEnglish
Style
Hip-hop boom-bap at 92 BPM with dusty kick-snare swing, chopped soul stabs, and a deep bass line; verse rides sparse drums and scratched one-shots, pre-hook strips to handclaps and bass, chorus lands with stacked doubles and chant ad-libs. Filtered risers, tape stop turns, and short delay throws on key words. Dry, upfront, punchy mix with a streetwise edge and intimate vocal presence., rap
Credits
Prompt byLitGhost665
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A rap song about the love for all types of guns
