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Shuttle Race

JoeProAI
JoeProAI
Flaring iridium-chest male MC trading bars with a flaring female MC, 106 BPM loom-shuttle hip hop, piston kick, tight snare, thick bass, flaring loud hooks, ‑indie, ‑soft, ‑gentle, ‑sleepy, ‑lullaby, ‑whisper, ‑industrial, ‑trap hi-hat rolls, ‑drill, ‑choir, ‑gang shouts, ‑crowd chants, ‑Soft Fire, ‑lo-fi, ‑brass, ‑ballad, ‑piano, ‑organ, ‑keyboards, ‑metal, ‑slide guitar, ‑808, ‑sub bass, ‑handclaps, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑funk, ‑ska, ‑horror, ‑Halloween, ‑generic rap voice, ‑crooning, ‑crooner, ‑breathy, ‑high light vocal, ‑talk-sing, ‑hushed, ‑legato, ‑silky, ‑smooth, ‑half-spoken, ‑close-mic, ‑spoken, ‑spoken word, ‑mumble, ‑mumble rap, ‑whispered, ‑laid-back, ‑low-energy, ‑thin vocal, ‑auto-tune, ‑dubstep, ‑EDM drop, ‑R&B, ‑emo, ‑reggaeton, ‑strings, ‑warm mid-range male vocal, ‑warm mid-range female vocal
V6

[Verse 1: Flaring iridium-chest male MC, flaring] Bay cold under a palm that knows every fray I carry shuttles and timing and a list of every stay Last shuttle holds the first cloth, I seat and pass it on Evening crew waits on my seat before they cue at dawn Hands on the rail, lungs full of dust and chalk Headset dead for hours, so the voice becomes the walk [Verse 1b: Flaring female MC, flaring] I came for the same shuttle, same last open lane Thought the bay was mine until I heard your claim We can fight for greed or we can swap the race I would rather both cloths land than one of us pretends [Hook: Flaring iridium-chest male MC with Flaring female MC, loud, flaring] We swapped shuttles so both cloths still race Not a speech, a seating you can prove by heat Grip the rail, mark the eight, send the next one through Bay holds only if the middle race is true [Verse 2: Flaring iridium-chest male MC, colder, flaring] I do not own the bay, I own the middle span If my shuttle blanks out, the whole cloth loses plan Fat kick waits on our mouths to call the land Tight snare answers when the seating meets a hand [Verse 2b: Flaring female MC, colder, flaring] No trophy photo, no speech about the past Just shuttle in the bay and a seat that has to last Flaring through the doubt like a vow with no crowd Loud enough for the race, quiet enough for the cloud [Bridge: Flaring iridium-chest male MC and Flaring female MC, shuttle zip, flaring] Shuttle zip under both palms Snare answers hard on the calm Crew never needs a speech to know The bay is ours when the shuttles say so [Verse 3: Flaring iridium-chest male MC, flaring, louder] We finish the row with chalk still on our sleeves Leave the chart folded where the next shift believes Boots on the deck already testing the give I hear the first seat kiss and know the race will live Flaring through the last swap like a vow with no board Loud enough for the rail, quiet enough for the chord My job is the middle, not the whistle or the plaque Seat seats, cloth holds, that is the whole attack [Hook: Flaring iridium-chest male MC with Flaring female MC, loud, flaring] We swapped shuttles so both cloths still race Not a speech, a seating you can prove by heat Grip the rail, mark the eight, send the next one through Bay holds only if the middle race is true [Outro: Flaring iridium-chest male MC and Flaring female MC, proud cold, fat kick rings out and fade] shuttle zip, Saturday Tell the bay I said stay [End]