Lyrics
[Verse]
Dust on my boots, shadows in my stride,
Riding through the holler where the wicked don't hide.
Moonshine in my veins, black hat tilted low,
A silhouette sharper than a crow's shadow.
Knuckles like iron, voice cuts like a blade,
Boys scatter like roaches when I step in the shade.
A wanted man’s gospel, I preach it with my drawl,
Your momma’s worst nightmare, the name you scrawl on the wall.
[Chorus]
Go back to bed, son, I’m the man she warned about,
The devil’s outlaw, hear the whispers shout.
Noose around my legend, but I’m still unbound,
Go back to bed, son, this ain’t your battleground.
[Verse 2]
Outlaws in my lineage, ink in my skin,
Each tattoo’s a story of the places I’ve been.
Smoke from my lips, the serpent’s hiss,
Bible in one hand, pistol in my fist.
Spurs on my heels make the rhythm of dread,
Every step’s a warning, every word’s a thread.
Got the south in my blood, Midwest in my soul,
You’re just a lost boy trying to fill a black hole.
[Prechorus]
You can dance, you can sing, you can front, you can swing,
But I’m the outlaw king, not a puppet on strings.
Style
and deeprhythmic 808s. male vocals delivering both sung hooks and rap verses with a menacing edge.grittysubtle banjo plucksrapfusion of country twang and dirty south rap beats; acoustic guitars layered with ominous basslinescountrydirty south rapdark
Prompt
Create me a bad ass Midwest diss track dark out-law dark country, dirty south rap,utilize poet can sing rap and dance in one stance I'm the man your momma's been warning you about, go back bed son
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419GeneratedOct 5, 2025
ModelAria v4
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