Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Clutch the reins, black demon breath fogging the air,
Clydesdale stomps, ground cracks like it don’t care.
Robbed the bank in Pensacola, pockets fat,
Rich man’s Rolex now ticks where my wrist at.
Trail dust in my throat, whiskey sweat on my brow,
Seattle or hell, don’t matter, we outta here now.
[Chorus]
Black demon ride, hooves poundin’ like thunder,
Stealing from the takers, leaving ‘em to wonder.
From Gulf to the grey skies, we ain't confined,
Outlaws forever, leaving hell behind.
[Verse 2]
Smoke rolls from the muzzle, loaded justice in my hand,
Harmonica wails sorrow, sax hums the plan.
Cowboy hat low, shadow hides the sins,
Rich fools cryin’, never knew where to begin.
Ropes tight on the saddle, wind biting my face,
Every mile we gallop, we erase their disgrace.
[Bridge]
Crossroads behind, devils in the rearview,
Heavy bass heartbeat, freedom in the sinew.
Clydesdale breathes fire, eyes sharp as a knife,
Carving a trail where sinners rewrite life.
[Chorus]
Black demon ride, hooves poundin’ like thunder,
Stealing from the takers, leaving ‘em to wonder.
From Gulf to the grey skies, we ain't confined,
Outlaws forever, leaving hell behind.
[Outro]
Pensacola whispers fade, drowned by the sax,
Harmonica’s howl echoes, no turning back.
Black demon, my partner, till the stars align,
We ride to freedom, leaving hell behind.
Style
bluescountry gritty bluesharmonica and saxophone texture with a rawgulf coast vibeheavy basssaxophonecountryrichrapdusty edge. male vocals.
Prompt
rap, country gritty blues, Gluf Coast Cowboy his black demon clydesdale robe banks and rich assholes from  pensacola, Tow Seattle leaving hell behind them[heavy Bass] [harmonica and saxophone ]
Credits
Prompt by
GulfCoastCowboy
GulfCoastCowboyGeneratedDec 3, 2025
ModelAria v5
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