Basket Chain

Sheaving granite-hip male MC, 120 BPM disc-golf hip hop, snappy kick, tight snare, round bass, chain tick, sheaving cold hooks, loud, ‑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-WILD

[Hook: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, loud, sheaving]
Clean line buys the chain that keeps them here
Not luck, not noise, the one the flight can hear
Iron on the basket and let the chorus do the rest
Family lives as long as that throw is blessed

[Verse 2: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, colder, sheaving]
Boy you talk a lot for somebody short on aim
I been watching how you measure every claim
Your two wishes bought ego, mine buys the floor
I put the disc in your palm so you ask for more
Not a gift, a tactic, watch the form reboot
Your throw comes back truer when my count shoots
I do not need the credit, I need the night alive
Keep throwing, I will keep the darkness in the drive

[Verse 3: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, basket chain, sheaving]
He tips the putt, I catch the basket chain slow
Chain tick keeps time as the glow goes low
My own hook finishes from a mouth that knows the shape
Kid turns back around like he never planned escape
He nods once, already walking toward the bay
I finish the verse he purchased with a stay
Sheaving bars with somebody who spends on purpose
Last chain was a lesson and a circus

[Bridge: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, loud, sheaving]
My count, his throw, their feet on the turf
I buy the night then I walk the earth

[Bridge 2: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, sheaving, colder]
I leave the chain quiet for the next clean try
He watches the basket like a private sky
No pep talk, just a line he can repeat
Sheaving the lesson into his feet

[Outro: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, smiling sharp, chain tick rings out and fades]
Basket chain, still spinning
Tell the fairway we keep winning

[End]

2276/7500

[Verse 1: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, sheaving, sharp] Dusk fairway with the baskets in a quiet row Kid thinks the chain sound is a lucky show I had two discs sweating in my coat He had one wish flashing like a private vote Crew was thinning out toward the lot We kept walking lines across the short spot I lined my discs up like a little throne He laughed and said the last chain is his own [Hook: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, loud, sheaving] Clean line buys the chain that keeps them here Not luck, not noise, the one the flight can hear Iron on the basket and let the chorus do the rest Family lives as long as that throw is blessed [Verse 2: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, colder, sheaving] Boy you talk a lot for somebody short on aim I been watching how you measure every claim Your two wishes bought ego, mine buys the floor I put the disc in your palm so you ask for more Not a gift, a tactic, watch the form reboot Your throw comes back truer when my count shoots I do not need the credit, I need the night alive Keep throwing, I will keep the darkness in the drive [Verse 3: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, basket chain, sheaving] He tips the putt, I catch the basket chain slow Chain tick keeps time as the glow goes low My own hook finishes from a mouth that knows the shape Kid turns back around like he never planned escape He nods once, already walking toward the bay I finish the verse he purchased with a stay Sheaving bars with somebody who spends on purpose Last chain was a lesson and a circus [Bridge: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, loud, sheaving] My count, his throw, their feet on the turf I buy the night then I walk the earth [Bridge 2: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, sheaving, colder] I leave the chain quiet for the next clean try He watches the basket like a private sky No pep talk, just a line he can repeat Sheaving the lesson into his feet [Hook: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, loud, sheaving] Clean line buys the chain that keeps them here Not luck, not noise, the one the flight can hear Iron on the basket and let the chorus do the rest Family lives as long as that throw is blessed [Outro: Sheaving granite-hip male MC, smiling sharp, chain tick rings out and fades] Basket chain, still spinning Tell the fairway we keep winning [End]

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