"Off The Rails" is one of my TTRS (text-to-speech rap) tracks I worked on last year. TTSR is a genre I've pioneered and done since 2018.
Harry is a text-to-speech voice mainly apparent on an array of TTS sites. He is credited as Harry AU due to a UK TTS voice who is also named Harry.
LYRICS:
[Intro: Harry AU]
Wait for the poppy
[Verse 1: Harry AU]
I'm a maverick; I'mma do what I want
Like a peacock showin' off the feathers I flaunt
I'mma frickin' shoot a shot at any poser I stunt
I be livin' how I can but it's you I'mma haunt
Check it out, mothertrucker, I'm the illest around
All these other suckers lost, they be homeward bound
I'm a mothertruckin' wolf, hear me howl like a hound
In the deep n darkest night, I pop out wit the sound
Goshdamn, I'm a beast, but I keep it all meek
Checkmate non-stop, I appear every week
Ain't nobody finna top, 'cos you know they a geek
Apecrappin' on a boyatch, have her dead in the creek
Got my own rules, baby, see me do my thing
Kick it my own style when the bell finna ding
I'mma wrestle like a pro, steppin' into the ring
Finna turn a full Jamaican on that badman ting
[Hook: Harry AU]
I'm off the rails
I'm off the rails
[Verse 2: Harry AU]
Haters always on my ass, I beat 20 a day
All my n***as ridin' wimme and we do it our way
I'm unorthodox, so excuse me if I may
I would never let a crocka try to screw my slay
Not a chance in hell will I give up now
On a streak made o' gold, wusses wonderin' how
I be clappin' that ho 'cos a ho is a cow
I be keepin' crap a hunnid when I win every row
Downtown, Chinatown, got a country to rule
Workin' awesome under pressure, homies say that I'm cool
Played the JJE causin' me to look cruel
Mothertruckers act a baby, now they ackin a fool
Suckers thought that I be itchin' to be hittin' a lick
I be lookin' up my sleeve to present my new trick
Brought the weapons that I wield so I don't needa pick
Every one of all them haters be a Grade A dick
[Interlude: Harry AU]
Y'all know what the frick I'm on, yo
[Hook: Harry AU]
I'm off the rails
I'm off the rails
[Verse 3: Harry AU]
I'm a very slick bastard, ultimate master
Hoes too slow but my brains be faster
Sugar to be crushed, make 'em fade like caster
Bringin' hella hurt, all them suckers need a plaster
Disaster on hoes who be tryna get rash
Wit my wits and my fist, see how many I dash
Hella rich up in the place, I go right to the cash
Pluckin' haters like a string, then I shred 'em like Slash
Always on a level, one is better than the other
I pwned a sket before, and I finna pwne another
I'm a bad mammajamma gettin' lovin' from ya mother
See me team up wicha daddy so I get his girl to smother
Then I trick her into thinkin' that she havin' my child
Clap her ass into oblivion 'cos she'ma be wild
Now you see that I'm a badass and I'll never be mild
If you frickin' jack wit me, you be gettin' me riled
[Link: Harry AU]
*disc scracthes*
Boyatch!
[Outro: Harry AU]
Get my streak on when the hoes wanna freak off
Clap 'em hard 'til the block is finna chip off
Haters mad 'cos I win it every season
Lookin' for a fight and they got no reason
Treason: all them mothertruckers commit
All the people rockin' wimme follow me n submit
Hear the concubines whimper as they takin' my hit
I'mma kill the game 'cos everybody knows I own it
G-G-Get my streak on when the hoes wanna freak off
Clap 'em hard 'til the block is finna chip off
Haters mad 'cos I win it every season
Lookin' for a fight and they got no reason
Treason: all them mothertruckers commit
All the people rockin' wimme follow me n submit
Hear the concubines whimper as they takin' my hit
I'mma kill the game 'cos everybody knows I own it
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