• Id:

    8b4d9fa730fea1a331a7f5eb8964827ae8b2465d44ad899c0d479e9957e1b85d
    safe
  • Prompt:

    KALE gonna smoke Jayrome in Tuesdays race. get your bets in now or forever hold your peace. Jayrome tripp'n bouta eat kale's dust

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    Kale's Dust
  • Description:

    The image captures a moment of anticipation and excitement as three athletes, dressed in yellow and red, stand on a track, preparing for a race. The crowd, consisting of multiple people, is eagerly watching the event unfold. The athletes are focused and ready to compete, with one of them, Kale, determined to outperform Jayrome. The scene conveys a sense of determination, skill, and friendly competition among the athletes.

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Kale's Dust
    Tags: Hip Hop, Rap, Sports Anthem
    
    Verse 1:
    
    It's Tuesday, the track's lit, feel the heat rise, 
    Kale's lined up, got fire in his eyes, 
    Jayrome's steady, but he's lookin' real shook, 
    Better step back, 'cause Kale's bout to cook. 
    
    The crowd's loud, energy fillin' the air, 
    Jayrome's doubting, but he's got no prayer, 
    Kale’s focused, a man on a mission, 
    Ready to leave Jayrome in a cloud of dust, no permission. 
    
    Pre-Chorus:
    
    Get your bets in, make it count or stay quiet, 
    Kale’s speed so wild, Jayrome can't deny it, 
    Takin' this race, there's no way he'll fall, 
    It’s about to go down, who you think will ball? 
    
    Chorus:
    
    Kale’s gonna smoke Jayrome, no chance for his pace, 
    In the blink of an eye, he'll leave him in the race's trace, 
    Bet on it now, or shut up and hold your peace, 
    Jayrome’s trippin’, Kale’s bout to release the beast. 
    
    Verse 2:
    
    Track's set, and the countdown’s on, 
    Kale’s movin’ like he’s out for the dawn, 
    Jayrome’s slippin’, feet are caught in the past, 
    Kale's speed's the future, that’s gonna outlast. 
    
    Crowd's roarin', no stoppin' the vibe, 
    Jayrome can’t hang, Kale's alive and thrive, 
    At the final stretch, it’s already over, 
    Kale’s got the crown, Jayrome’s shoulder’s lower. 
    
    Pre-Chorus:
    
    Get your bets in, make it count or stay quiet, 
    Kale’s speed so wild, Jayrome can't deny it, 
    Takin' this race, there's no way he'll fall, 
    It’s about to go down, who you think will ball? 
    
    Chorus:
    
    Kale’s gonna smoke Jayrome, no chance for his pace, 
    In the blink of an eye, he'll leave him in the race's trace, 
    Bet on it now, or shut up and hold your peace, 
    Jayrome’s trippin’, Kale’s bout to release the beast. 
    
    Outro:
    
    Dust to the wind, Jayrome's just too slow, 
    Kale’s the king, and now everybody knows, 
    The race is done, and Kale’s on top, 
    While Jayrome’s trippin’, still wishin' to stop.