“This Damn Song”
“This Damn Song” (Country rap / trap beat with banjo or slide guitar loop, 808s, moody vibe) --- [Intro – Slow drawl over soft guitar plucks] Yeah… This damn song again... Same bottle, same fight in my head. Let's go. --- [Verse 1 – Rapped, southern twang flow] I been runnin’ from myself down a backroad dream, Hollow-point heart, full tank of codeine. Sins on my sleeve like a stitched-up badge, Tryna drown the hurt with this whiskey and gas. Got dirt on my boots, but blood on my soul, Mama said, "Pray" — but the devil took hold. Tried to write it off, tried to move along, But pain keep playin' me this damn song. Truck still loud, but the silence louder, Friends turned ghosts, now the nights feel sour. Mic in my hand, but my voice feel gone, Guess the truth hurt deep when it's real in a song. --- [Hook – Melodic country sing/rap blend] This damn song, got me drinkin’ again, Got me thinkin’ 'bout loss, got me cursin’ my friends. This damn song, won’t leave me alone, It’s a four-bar loop in a heart made of stone. Yeah, this damn song, cut deeper than steel, Every note just remind me this pain too real. So I light one up, and I ride ‘til dawn, Tryna lose myself… in this damn song. --- [Verse 2 – Faster flow, trap bounce with drawl] I don’t vent, I just bleed on the beat, Turn my hell into hooks, then repeat. Got a cross on the dash and a past on fire, Still chase peace I can’t acquire. They said country boys don’t rap that real, Well I came from the mud with a heart you can’t kill. I seen angels overdose and demons preach, So I put my pain in every verse I speak. Chain don’t shine, but my scars got stories, Fell so hard, now the climb feel glorious. Can’t fake what I am — I'm broken, strong, Built from the dirt like the roots of this song. --- [Hook – Bigger energy with harmonies] This damn song, got me drinkin’ again, Got me thinkin’ 'bout loss, got me cursin’ my friends. This damn song, won’t leave me alone, It’s a four-bar loop in a heart made of stone. Yeah, this damn song, cut deeper than steel, Every note just remind me this pain too real. So I light one up, and I ride ‘til dawn, Tryna lose myself… in this damn song. --- [Bridge – Spoken/sung with light guitar] You ever hear a beat that feel like home… But it hurt like hell? That’s this one. This damn song. --- [Outro – Acoustic strum fade out] Let it play... Let it play... 'Til it drowns me out...
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“This Damn Song” (Country rap / trap beat with banjo or slide guitar loop, 808s, moody vibe) --- [Intro – Slow drawl over soft guitar plucks] Yeah… This damn song again... Same bottle, same fight in my head. Let's go. --- [Verse 1 – Rapped, southern twang flow] I been runnin’ from myself down a backroad dream, Hollow-point heart, full tank of codeine. Sins on my sleeve like a stitched-up badge, Tryna drown the hurt with this whiskey and gas. Got dirt on my boots, but blood on my soul, Mama said, "Pray" — but the devil took hold. Tried to write it off, tried to move along, But pain keep playin' me this damn song. Truck still loud, but the silence louder, Friends turned ghosts, now the nights feel sour. Mic in my hand, but my voice feel gone, Guess the truth hurt deep when it's real in a song. --- [Hook – Melodic country sing/rap blend] This damn song, got me drinkin’ again, Got me thinkin’ 'bout loss, got me cursin’ my friends. This damn song, won’t leave me alone, It’s a four-bar loop in a heart made of stone. Yeah, this damn song, cut deeper than steel, Every note just remind me this pain too real. So I light one up, and I ride ‘til dawn, Tryna lose myself… in this damn song. --- [Verse 2 – Faster flow, trap bounce with drawl] I don’t vent, I just bleed on the beat, Turn my hell into hooks, then repeat. Got a cross on the dash and a past on fire, Still chase peace I can’t acquire. They said country boys don’t rap that real, Well I came from the mud with a heart you can’t kill. I seen angels overdose and demons preach, So I put my pain in every verse I speak. Chain don’t shine, but my scars got stories, Fell so hard, now the climb feel glorious. Can’t fake what I am — I'm broken, strong, Built from the dirt like the roots of this song. --- [Hook – Bigger energy with harmonies] This damn song, got me drinkin’ again, Got me thinkin’ 'bout loss, got me cursin’ my friends. This damn song, won’t leave me alone, It’s a four-bar loop in a heart made of stone. Yeah, this damn song, cut deeper than steel, Every note just remind me this pain too real. So I light one up, and I ride ‘til dawn, Tryna lose myself… in this damn song. --- [Bridge – Spoken/sung with light guitar] You ever hear a beat that feel like home… But it hurt like hell? That’s this one. This damn song. --- [Outro – Acoustic strum fade out] Let it play... Let it play... 'Til it drowns me out...
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