Track · Apr 1, 2026 · English

Paperless Soldier

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3:30

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English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Backache, hungry

Angry, ugly

Eta ticking

Y’all just comfy (yeah)

[Verse 1]

I’m that paperless soldier

Stress on my shoulders

Still fold a rapper in half

Call it origami closure

You in love with that heartbreak

Posting poems like it’s art day

I’m in love with the rent date

And the landlord in my call log all day

Diss that romantic fiction

Cupid got bad aim, misprediction

You text paragraphs, contradictions

I text “seen” then I handle my business

Legendary?

I’m that word in the dictionary

Right next “grind till the grave”

You that typo next to “temporary”

Hakuna Matata?

Cool phrase till the bills come knocking

Lion King dreams on a cracked screen

Stomach on silent but it’s really talking

We grew up on that circle of life

But the circle I know is late night shifts

Swipe that card, chip declines

Hit decline on your love-type scripts

[Chorus]

I ain’t got time for that romantic shit (nah)

I’m tryna get rich, not hugged and kissed (yeah)

Lion King kids turned broke and pissed

Hakuna Matata, that logic a myth

I’m exhausted, still I walk like a threat

Hungry and angry, I ain’t eat yet

Backache, backpack, load of regret

But I’m next up, place your bets (place your bets)

[Verse 2]

You write love songs, I write deadlines

You chase red hearts, I chase red lines

Overdraft letters in my mailbox

Got more stamps than your text replies

Generation raised on that Disney

But reality hit like a frisbee

Face first, concrete, chipped teeth

Now you wanna preach about “miss me”

I’m Midwest, where the wind cut ribs

Talk slick, get chin-checked quick

You rehearse feelings for your lil’ clips

I rehearse alibis, tryna dodge that bid

You say “she my queen,” that’s cute

I say “feed my team, then shoot”

Metaphorically, of course

But the hunger real deep in the roots

Diss rap?

This a discipline

Any rapper in my path, I’m injuring

They career arc look shimmering

Then flatline when the verse start entering

I’m eta on the way to the spot

GPS set to the top

You stuck in the backseat, love-struck

Playlist soft like props

[Chorus]

I ain’t got time for that romantic shit (uh-uh)

I’m tryna get rich, not hugged and kissed (yeah)

Lion King kids turned broke and pissed

Hakuna Matata, that logic a myth

I’m exhausted, still I walk like a threat

Hungry and angry, I ain’t eat yet

Backache, backpack, load of regret

But I’m next up, place your bets (hey)

[Bridge]

[Beat drops to bass and hi-hat]

All that “forever” talk?

Man, forever is rent due monthly

You in lust with the idea of trust

I’m in love with the grind that’s ugly

Hakuna Matata on T-shirts

Meanwhile, my people do research

How to flip pain into product

Turn every setback into reimburse (yeah)

[Chorus]

I ain’t got time for that romantic shit

I’m tryna get rich, not hugged and kissed

Lion King kids turned broke and pissed

Hakuna Matata, that logic a myth

I’m exhausted, still I walk like a threat (walk like a threat)

Hungry and angry, I ain’t eat yet (I ain’t eat yet)

Backache, backpack, load of regret

But I’m next up, place your bets (place your bets, huh)

[Outro]

Paperless soldier

Heart got colder

Love songs over

War time, shoulder to shoulder (yeah)

Style

rapaggressive midwest hardcore hip hop beatcrunchy drums over dark swung sample chops; male vocals sit upfront and raw. verses double-timed in pocketsad-libs panned wide. hook drops into a heavier 808 and detuned synth basschant-style backing. short filtered breakdown in the bridgethen final chorus hits with stacked shouts and clipped tape-stop ending.male vocalshardcore hip hopromantichip hopenglish

Prompt

Diss Romantic shit Precautions Legendary Hakuna Matata Lion King Generation Soldier Paperless Exhausted Backache Hungry Angry ETA Hard rap, dissing rap, male voice, Eminem style, 4 minutes audio

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GeneratedApr 1, 2026

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