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Knot Ping

JoeProAI
JoeProAI
Honing titania-rib male MC, 118 BPM net-loft hip hop, deep kick, tight snare, thick bass, honing loud bars, ‑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
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[Hook: Honing titania-rib male MC, loud, honing] Last knot pings when both hands own the loft Not a speech, a seating you can prove and craft Grip the twine, feel the give, send the mark straight through Net holds only if the middle knot is true [Verse 1: Honing titania-rib male MC, honing] Salt on the rail, dusk hard on the loft I carry twine and patience and a chart that still fits right Kid watches my wrist more than the spoken plan Learns the ping before he learns the span I do not preach about blood or the name on a deed I put a knot in his palm and let the loft concede Top of the row already true from dawn We save the last one so the lesson can spawn [Verse 2: Honing titania-rib male MC, colder, honing] He wants the easy seat, the knot that drops with pride I leave a little play so his ear has to decide Fat kick waits on his mouth to call the land Dry snare answers when the seating meets his hand No trophy photo, no speech about the past Just twine in the loft and a ping that has to last Honing through the doubt like a vow with no crowd Loud enough for the knot, quiet enough for the cloud [Bridge: Honing titania-rib male MC, knot ping, honing] Knot ping under both palms Kick answers hard on the calm Kid never needs a speech to know The loft is his when the knot says so [Verse 3: Honing titania-rib male MC, honing, louder] He seats the last one and the net takes the proof I step back half a pace and let him own the roof Boots on the grade already testing the give I hear the ping once and know the loft will live My job is the teach, not the plaque or the board Knot seats, net holds, that is the whole reward Salt on my boots, chalk on his sleeve, same chart We do not talk legacy, we talk a seating that lasts Leave the chart folded where the next dawn can see Knot ping means the kid and the loft agree [Hook: Honing titania-rib male MC, loud, honing] Last knot pings when both hands own the loft Not a speech, a seating you can prove and craft Grip the twine, feel the give, send the mark straight through Net holds only if the middle knot is true [Outro: Honing titania-rib male MC, proud cold, fat kick rings out and fades] Knot ping, Saturday Tell the loft I said stay [End]