Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – Both, distorted phonk cowbell rage beat drops hard] YEAH! Phonk rage meets Scouse underground! Goose x Bandit! Can the real Bandit please stand up? Please stand up… Please stand up… [Chorus – Goose (phonk rage, heavy distorted vocal)] Can the real Bandit please stand up? Please stand up! Please stand up! All these fake lads stealin’ the name, actin’ deranged, Clout-chasin’ pricks gettin’ bodied on stage! Can the real Bandit please stand up? Please stand up! Please stand up! [Verse 1 – Bandit (underground Scouse, rapid Scouse flow)] Ey, calm it, la – I’m the proper bandit from the Mersey mud, Robbin’ beats clean, no mask, no gloves. These soft cunts online, copyin’ me flow, Talkin’ big on the ‘Gram but they’re scared of the road. I was graftin’ in the ends when you were still in nappies, Sippin’ on scram, dodgin’ bizzies, livin’ scrappy. You’re a plastic gangster, soundin’ like a TikTok clone, I’ll pull up to your ends and leave your clout on its own. Real recognise real, and you’re lookin’ unfamiliar, Stealin’ me name? That’s a career killer. Scouse bandit, original don, no cap in me rap, All you fake ones get slapped – fact. [Chorus – Both] Can the real Bandit please stand up? Please stand up! Please stand up! We ain’t playin’ no games in the underground flames, Phonk rage, Scouse pain – remember the names! Can the real Bandit please stand up? Please stand up! Please stand up! [Verse 2 – Goose (phonk rage, slow menacing then explosive)] Cowbells clappin’, drift smoke in the rearview, Goose on the beat, phonk rage comin’ straight through. I’m the shadow in the night with the Memphis curse, 808s hittin’ harder than your fake verse. You call yourself Bandit? Boy, you a joke, Stealin’ the drip but your whole style broke. I slide with the low-end rumble, make the trunk shake, One wrong move and your whole career quake. Underground king, no radio spin, But the streets know the name when the rage kicks in. Bandit my brother, we holdin’ the crown, Any impostor get buried deep down. [Bridge – Bandit & Goose trading bars] Bandit: All you clones, get gone, soundin’ proper wrong! Goose: Fake Bandits fall off when the real ones on! Bandit: From the docks to the drift, we run this strip! Goose: Rage in the veins, let the cowbells rip! [Final Chorus – Both, beat goes maximum distortion] Can the real Bandit please stand up? Please stand up! Please stand up! If you’re real, throw your hands up, never back down, If you’re fake – shut your mouth, leave the underground. Can the real Bandit please stand up? Please stand up! Please stand up! [Outro – distorted voice] Goose x Bandit. Real ones only. Rage forever. Scouse forever. Underground till we die.
Tags
phonk rage, underground scouse, lyrical, rage, memphis phonk, uk rap, hardcore Rap, underground hip-hop, Heavy TRT Bass
Duration
2:39
Instrumental
No
Created
2/18/2026