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Frisket Lift

JoeProAI
JoeProAI
Calendering kevlar-lung male MC, 88 BPM platen-press hip hop, heavy kick, tight snare, thick bass, calendering 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, ‑female vocals
V6

[Verse 1: Calendering kevlar-lung male MC, calendering] Shop cold under a palm that knows every fray I carry ink and timing and a frisket that still fits day Top proof holds the first lift, I seat and pass it on Morning light waits on my lift before they cue at dawn Hands on the tympan, lungs full of dust and chalk Headset dead for hours, so the voice becomes the walk I do not own the shop, I own the middle span If my frisket blanks out, the whole dawn loses plan [Hook: Calendering kevlar-lung male MC, loud, calendering] Frisket lifts the way her morning proof still taught Not a speech, a seating you can prove and caught Grip the tympan, mark the eight, send the next proof through Shop holds only if the middle lift is true [Verse 2: Calendering kevlar-lung male MC, colder, calendering] He wants the easy seat, the lift that drops with pride I leave a little play so my ear has to decide Fat kick waits on my mouth to call the land Dry snare answers when the seating meets my hand No trophy photo, no speech about the past Just frisket in the shop and a lift that has to last Calendering through the doubt like a vow with no crowd Loud enough for the platen, quiet enough for the cloud [Bridge: Calendering kevlar-lung male MC, frisket lift, calendering] Frisket lift under both palms Kick answers hard on the calm Shop never needs a speech to know The proof is mine when the lift says so [Verse 3: Calendering kevlar-lung male MC, calendering, louder] I seat the frisket and the platen takes the proof I step back half a pace and let the dawn own the roof Boots on the grade already testing the give I hear the lift once and know the proof will live My job is the keep, not the plaque or the board Lift seats, proof holds, that is the whole reward Ink on my boots, chalk on the sleeve, same chart I do not talk legacy, I talk a seating that lasts Leave the chart folded where the next dawn can see Frisket lift means the shop and her habit agree [Hook: Calendering kevlar-lung male MC, loud, calendering] Frisket lifts the way her morning proof still taught Not a speech, a seating you can prove and caught Grip the tympan, mark the eight, send the next proof through Shop holds only if the middle lift is true [Outro: Calendering kevlar-lung male MC, proud cold, fat kick rings out and fades] Frisket lift, Saturday Tell the shop I said stay [End]