Lyrics
[Verse]
Poet lighting up the R.J., ready, set it ablaze,
Droppin' lyrical napalm, settin' fire in the maze,
Enemies duckin', I'm plottin' in the shadows,
Watch 'em fall like dominoes, stickin' to my battle.
[Verse 2]
Got the pen, my M60, spit rounds like a gat,
Poetry napalms, torchin' every combat,
Rappers M-I-A, see my lethal attack,
Call me Charlie in the jungle, steppin' forward with the pack.
[Chorus]
Enemies runnin', dodgin' napalm packs,
Vietcong tactics, ambushing the tracks,
Bombs dropped, lyrics hot, never slack,
R.J. smokin', bombs in the backpack.
[Verse 3]
Reality combat, spittin' hard like agents,
War paint on my face, lyrics like grenades,
Enemy camps shakin' in their boots, they afraid,
Lyrical recon, doin' raids for days.
[Verse 4]
H-Hour hit, drop my knowledge like artillery,
Smooth like Hueys, these bars ain't no kid's play,
Rolling thunder, bombin' every entryway,
Burnin' bridges, leavin' lyrics in decay.
[Chorus]
Enemies runnin', dodgin' napalm packs,
Vietcong tactics, ambushing the tracks,
Bombs dropped, lyrics hot, never slack,
R.J. smokin', bombs in the backpack.
Style
rapdirty south rapintensedirty southhard-hitting
Prompt
A hard-hitting dirty south rap about poet smoking r j packs dropping lyricaly bombs like napalm packs utilize poet dissing other rappers using Vietnam enemy words and military equipment from Vietnam
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419GeneratedFeb 26, 2025
ModelAria v4
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