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Lyrics
[Verse]
Backwoods born, lungs full of pine sap,
Front porch wisdom, never need a claptrap.
Steel in the veins, call it red, white, and grit,
They traded grit for tweets, now they’re throwing a fit.
Soft hands can’t sow, can’t reap, can’t grind,
Trading blood for hashtags, left the backbone behind.
Tears in the dirt don’t grow no crops,
Blaming the sweat while the harvest just stops.
[Chorus]
Steel backbone, they forgot the cost,
Freedom ain’t free, but they count what’s lost.
Stand tall, we gon’ lift this land,
Right’s got the grip, we gon’ build with hands.
[Verse 2]
Snowflake slogans melting in the sun,
Cry for the moon but can’t load a gun.
Backbone brittle, crumble with the breeze,
While we split logs, stacking trees with ease.
Echo chambers loud, but the work stays silent,
They want peace, but the field stays violent.
Sweat on the brow, yeah, that’s the creed,
Ain’t no harvest here without planting the seed.
[Bridge]
Plows in the dirt, rifles on the wall,
When the wolves come calling, who you gonna call?
Strength in the roots, yeah, the oak don’t sway,
While the weak chase clouds, we’re paving the way.
Details
GeneratedSep 20, 2025
Duration3:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
hardcore, strong, raw; driven by a thumping 808 kick, rap, distorted basslines, and sharp hi-hats; male vocals with an aggressive delivery, soft, gritty
Credits
Prompt bySilly_Goose
ModelAria v4
Prompt
Hardcore backwoods rap about how soft the left made America and how the right will make America strong again
