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Alright š„ ā hereās a Detroit-style rap (that gritty, fast-pocket flow) written with EBK JaBoās type of cadence ā raw, confident, and full of street energy. You can rap this over a Detroit beat at around 85ā95 BPM, heavy 808s, sliding bass, and those signature off-beat hi-hats. --- šµ Title: āMotion Talkā (Detroit Beat x EBK JaBo Flow) [Intro:] Yeahā¦ ayy, ayy, Big motion, no talkinā (uh-huh), Yeahā¦ lookā [Verse 1:] Iām from where they hustle just to make it through the winter (facts), Aināt no lucky breaks, every day it feel like dinner (grrr), Plates on the table, better eat or be a splinter, Brody caught a case, judge cold ā made him a sinner (damn). Trap phone ringinā, it donāt stop, it just hum, Get it out the mud, Iām the product of the slums (yeah), Quarterback plays, I aināt talkinā no run, But I still hand it off if my lilā dog come (woo). Chains on me swinginā like a car on the Lodge (skrrt), Ten toes down, I aināt never dodge a charge (nah), They talk big game, but they really play garage (cap), Whole hood know who the real ones are. [Hook:] Motion talk ā if you broke, better listen (uh), I done seen racks turn a friend to a victim (yeah), We was on the block, same grind, same mission, Now the bag bigger, same heart, same vision. Motion talk ā I donāt brag, I just show it (nah), You can hear the truth in my tone when I flow it (real), City on my back, Iām the one that really hold it, Detroit type timing, JaBo-type poet (uh). [Verse 2:] Money kinda dirty but the soul stay pure, I done took losses that the streets donāt cure (nope), Shorty want a real one, I told her Iām sure, But I canāt love deep if the trust aināt secure (nah). Slide in the rental, no tint, still low, Aināt a thing sweet, but the chain say so (ice), Offbeat rhythm, but the bars still blow, Got the city on fire, I donāt even need smoke. Told bro chill, we gonā win, stay patient, Grind aināt a game, itās a real dedication (facts), Everybody tough ātil itās time for the statement, Real gonā last, fake fall to temptation. [Hook:] Motion talk ā if you broke, better listen (yeah), I done seen racks turn a friend to a victim (uh), We was on the block, same grind, same mission, Now the bag bigger, same heart, same vision. Motion talk ā I donāt brag, I just show it (nah), You can hear the truth in my tone when I flow it (uh), City on my back, Iām the one that really hold it, Detroit type timing, JaBo-type poet (yeah). [Outro:] Ayyā¦ motion talk, no fake love, Came from the mud, we was way up, They aināt believe, now the chain weigh tons, EBK flow ā but I still play one, uh. --- Would you like me to tailor it more toward: š« Street storytelling (grittier, darker JaBo vibe), š° Bag talk / hustler flow, or š§ Real-life motivation / pain rap (like when JaBo gets personal)? I can tighten the lyrics and make it more authentic to that side.
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Alright š„ ā hereās a Detroit-style rap (that gritty, fast-pocket flow) written with EBK JaBoās type of cadence ā raw, confident, and full of street energy. You can rap this over a Detroit beat at around 85ā95 BPM, heavy 808s, sliding bass, and those signature off-beat hi-hats. --- šµ Title: āMotion Talkā (Detroit Beat x EBK JaBo Flow) [Intro:] Yeahā¦ ayy, ayy, Big motion, no talkinā (uh-huh), Yeahā¦ lookā [Verse 1:] Iām from where they hustle just to make it through the winter (facts), Aināt no lucky breaks, every day it feel like dinner (grrr), Plates on the table, better eat or be a splinter, Brody caught a case, judge cold ā made him a sinner (damn). Trap phone ringinā, it donāt stop, it just hum, Get it out the mud, Iām the product of the slums (yeah), Quarterback plays, I aināt talkinā no run, But I still hand it off if my lilā dog come (woo). Chains on me swinginā like a car on the Lodge (skrrt), Ten toes down, I aināt never dodge a charge (nah), They talk big game, but they really play garage (cap), Whole hood know who the real ones are. [Hook:] Motion talk ā if you broke, better listen (uh), I done seen racks turn a friend to a victim (yeah), We was on the block, same grind, same mission, Now the bag bigger, same heart, same vision. Motion talk ā I donāt brag, I just show it (nah), You can hear the truth in my tone when I flow it (real), City on my back, Iām the one that really hold it, Detroit type timing, JaBo-type poet (uh). [Verse 2:] Money kinda dirty but the soul stay pure, I done took losses that the streets donāt cure (nope), Shorty want a real one, I told her Iām sure, But I canāt love deep if the trust aināt secure (nah). Slide in the rental, no tint, still low, Aināt a thing sweet, but the chain say so (ice), Offbeat rhythm, but the bars still blow, Got the city on fire, I donāt even need smoke. Told bro chill, we gonā win, stay patient, Grind aināt a game, itās a real dedication (facts), Everybody tough ātil itās time for the statement, Real gonā last, fake fall to temptation. [Hook:] Motion talk ā if you broke, better listen (yeah), I done seen racks turn a friend to a victim (uh), We was on the block, same grind, same mission, Now the bag bigger, same heart, same vision. Motion talk ā I donāt brag, I just show it (nah), You can hear the truth in my tone when I flow it (uh), City on my back, Iām the one that really hold it, Detroit type timing, JaBo-type poet (yeah). [Outro:] Ayyā¦ motion talk, no fake love, Came from the mud, we was way up, They aināt believe, now the chain weigh tons, EBK flow ā but I still play one, uh. --- Would you like me to tailor it more toward: š« Street storytelling (grittier, darker JaBo vibe), š° Bag talk / hustler flow, or š§ Real-life motivation / pain rap (like when JaBo gets personal)? I can tighten the lyrics and make it more authentic to that side.
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