Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fast ripping my Harley Davidson sportster 1200
Hands on the bars, I don't need no witness
Blacktop talking, I read it like scriptures
Lean through the turn, let the whole world tilt with us
No fear of dying, I just know my line
Know the limit first, then I push that time
You hear that roar when I crack that throttle
Front wheel light like a bullet in a bottle
[Pre-Chorus]
Before you cry, I was already gone
One more bend and the whole road's mine
I don't chase trouble, I make it fold
Every scar on me got a silver shine
[Chorus]
Sportster 1200
Go, go, go
Sportster 1200
Hold that road
Fast and fearless
Curve to curve
Sportster 1200
Let it burn
[Verse 2]
Leather on my back, dust on my grin
Fuel in the tank and a grin in the wind
Came up rough, learned quick, stayed sharp
If the pavement slips, I don't miss my mark
I trust that bike like I trust my name
One clean line, that's my kind of game
If the corner bites, I bite back harder
Head low, heart loud, I go farther
[Pre-Chorus]
Before you cry, I was already gone
One more bend and the whole road's mine
I don't chase trouble, I make it fold
Every scar on me got a silver shine
[Chorus]
Sportster 1200
Go, go, go
Sportster 1200
Hold that road
Fast and fearless
Curve to curve
Sportster 1200
Let it burn
[Bridge]
Hands steady, eyes locked in
Feel that edge, then I lean again
No backseat talk, no second guess
Just me and the mile in a steel frame press
[Final Chorus]
Sportster 1200
Go, go, go
Sportster 1200
Hold that road
Fast and fearless
Curve to curve
Sportster 1200
Let it burn
Details
GeneratedJul 2, 2026
Duration2:33
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rap at 150 BPM with hard-hitting drums, bouncing triplet pockets, and a relentless street-race pulse; verse rides tight and aggressive, pre-chorus strips to drum snaps and rev-blips, chorus hits with chanty gang doubles and a chopped engine-like vocal stab. Lead vocal stays close and gritty with doubled hook lines, quick ad-libs on ends, and a short delay throw on the title phrase. Ear candy includes tire-screech risers, helmet-radio static bursts, and a final gear-shift break. Mix is bright, punchy, and forward., rap
Credits
Prompt by
racingman420
racingman420ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Fast ripping my Harley Davidson sportster 1200. No fear of dying know the limit before your crying cause you crashed speed is my friend leaning in the corners gives the adrenaline I need /bpm 150, rap
