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518b84b7832a81fdb83e1b75a69e1ea26f7f03c72bc2a31b485d705260f0262bsafePrompt:
Berry’s a lazy ass but also kinda chill at design so we’ll keep him around [boom bap, 90s rap]
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Description:
The image features a young man with a beard, wearing a red jacket and a white shirt. He appears to be staring off into the distance, possibly lost in thought or contemplating his next move. The man's attire and facial expression suggest a laid-back and relaxed demeanor, reminiscent of the 90s rap and boom bap music genres. The overall atmosphere of the image conveys a sense of coolness and casualness.
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Title: Berry in the BreezeTags: boom bap, 90s rap, storytelling, chill[Intro] Yo, Berry in the breeze, jacket red like a flame White tee clean, but his hustle kinda lame Still, he the vibe — laid back, no shame Sketchin’ up designs while he dodgin’ all the fame [Verse 1] Berry on the stoop with his mind in the sky Half-asleep but his style got that natural high Never moves fast, just a mellow reply But he draw up your logo in the blink of an eye Ain’t a boss, but the boss keep him paid 'Cause the dude drop heat with a ballpoint blade He don’t chase clout, he don’t even parade Just chill in the cut where the legends are made [Chorus] He a lazy genius, ghost in the draft Knows when to speak, lets the silence craft Whole crew mad, “Why he still on the path?” But Berry got that drip — the type you can’t math [Verse 2] Barely clocked in, already takin’ a break But his moodboard sick, got the cleanest shapes One headphone in, loopin’ old school tapes While he drops heatwaves that the rest can't fake Sketch pad holy, jacket always zipped Every single concept got a lazy twist They say “fire Berry,” but the vibe resist ‘Cause chill like his, man, you can't dismiss [Chorus] He a lazy genius, ghost in the draft Knows when to speak, lets the silence craft Whole crew mad, “Why he still on the path?” But Berry got that drip — the type you can’t math [Outro] Yeah, let him float, let him stay in his zone Berry don’t move fast, but he sharp like a stone Red jacket wanderin’, always alone But his art hit deep — make the canvas moan [Fade Out]