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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boot prints in the Bible dust
Back pew boy with a jaw like rust
Black hat tilted
Knuckles cracked
Name on a warrant and a denim patch
Cold coffee in a Styrofoam cup
Shotgun seat and the seat’s all cut
Momma said “son
You were born half sin”
I just grinned
Kicked the door
Walked in
[Chorus]
I got rust on my halo
Blood on my boots
Spit in the dirt
Tell the judge the truth
I ain’t good
I ain’t tame
I’m a one-lane road
With a wreck at the end and a heavy load
Let the choir all pray when they hear my name
I’m the spark in the barn and the diesel flame
Rust on my halo
Rust on my halo
And it won’t come clean (oh no)
[Verse 2]
Yeah
I talk that gravel and glass
Tobacco on my tongue
Whole town on my back
Twelve-pack heart with a one-shot aim
Tore off the tag on the family name
Steel-toe stomp on the porch I built
House ain’t holy
But the bones feel guilt
Cross on the wall hangs sideways
Twisted
Same as my soul and the way I’m lifted
[Chorus]
I got rust on my halo
Blood on my boots
Spit in the dirt
Tell the judge the truth
I ain’t good
I ain’t tame
I’m a one-lane road
With a wreck at the end and a heavy load
Let the choir all pray when they hear my name
I’m the spark in the barn and the diesel flame
Rust on my halo
Rust on my halo
And it won’t come clean
[Bridge]
[Beat drops
Guitar chugs harder]
Black ice heart on a red clay lane (yeah)
Laugh when it hurts
Pour gas on the shame
If the law want smoke
Better pack a lunch
I’m a long-bed curse and a steel-jaw punch (hey!)
Tattooed sins on a sun-burnt neck
If I ever make heaven
It’s a paperwork wreck
[Chorus]
I got rust on my halo
Blood on my boots
Spit in the dirt
Tell the judge the truth
I ain’t good
I ain’t tame
I’m a one-lane road
With a wreck at the end and a heavy load
Let the choir all pray when they hear my name
I’m the spark in the barn and the diesel flame
Rust on my halo
Rust on my halo
Yeah
Rust on my halo (ooh yeah)
Details
GeneratedMar 31, 2026
Duration2:55
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Dark outlaw country / hick-hop hybrid, male vocals. Mid-tempo 95 BPM with a chugging, train-like groove, distorted acoustic riffs doubled by gritty baritone electric. Deep, punchy 808-style low end slams under a swung trap kit. Verses stay tight and tense with spoken-sung swagger; chorus widens with gang vocals, octave harmonies, and a snarling lead. Occasional slide guitar stabs and harmonica wails for menace; mix leans dry and in-your-face, vocal right up front., deep, outlaw country, acoustic
Credits
Prompt byCosmicGod565
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Prompt: A dark, aggressive Outlaw Country and Hick-Hop fusion. Heavy, distorted acoustic guitar riffs paired with a deep, thumping 808 bass kick. Mid-tempo (95 BPM) with a driving, "chugging" train-li
