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Tracker Pallet

JoeProAI
JoeProAI
Jogging tantalum-hip male MC, 118 BPM tracker-pallet hip hop, deep kick, tight snare, thick bass, jogging 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
V6

[Hook: Jogging tantalum-hip male MC, loud, jogging] Last pallet draws when both hands own the chest Not a speech, a seating you can prove and ask Grip the rib, feel the give, send the mark straight through Chest holds only if the middle pallet is true [Verse 1: Jogging tantalum-hip male MC, jogging] Loft cold under a palm that knows every fray I carry ribs and patience and a chart that still fits day Kid watches my wrist more than the spoken plan Learns the draw before he learns the span I do not preach about blood or the name on a deed I put a pallet in his palm and let the chest concede Top of the row already true from dawn We save the last one so the lesson can spawn [Verse 2: Jogging tantalum-hip male MC, colder, jogging] He wants the easy seat, the pallet 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 Tight snare answers when the seating meets his hand No trophy photo, no speech about the past Just pallet in the loft and a draw that has to last Jogging through the doubt like a vow with no crowd Loud enough for the pallet, quiet enough for the cloud [Bridge: Jogging tantalum-hip male MC, pallet chalk, jogging] Pallet chalk under both palms Kick answers hard on the calm Kid never needs a speech to know The chest is his when the pallet says so [Verse 3: Jogging tantalum-hip male MC, jogging, louder] He seats the last one and the chest 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 draw once and know the pallet will live My job is the teach, not the plaque or the board Pallet seats, chest holds, that is the whole reward Loft 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 Pallet chalk means the kid and the chest agree [Hook: Jogging tantalum-hip male MC, loud, jogging] Last pallet draws when both hands own the chest Not a speech, a seating you can prove and ask Grip the rib, feel the give, send the mark straight through Chest holds only if the middle pallet is true [Outro: Jogging tantalum-hip male MC, proud cold, fat kick rings out and fade] pallet chalk, Saturday Tell the chest I said stay [End]