Collective

Song Created By @The oklahoma With AI Singing

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Collective
created by The oklahoma
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Collective
created by The oklahoma

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Chris is the boss, yeah, the “5 Mag God”  
New York roots, ink runs thick as blood  
Runs the shop like a king, steady and loud  
Every line he lays, he makes his city proud  
Krista's got color, bold as can be  
With lines so clean, she’s a one-tat spree  
She moves quick, like she’s got somewhere to be  
Leaving clients glowing, feelin' so free  
Welcome to the collective
If you wanna join it’s very selective
Being an artist ain’t no elective
That’s why these bitches protective
Angel's got style, with a Chicano flair  
Cut off his bun, now it’s all tattooed air  
Smooth shading skills, steady as stone  
But he'll never let you know he misses that dome  
Brayden's Chris’s kid, keepin' it tame  
With beats bumpin’ loud, he’s buildin’ his name  
A fresh ink pup but got talent for days  
We know soon he’ll be a star ablaze  
Joey and Lili, the sweet married pair  
She’s showin’ him the ropes, gettin' him there  
With every line he learns, another love affair  
Together in ink, that’s a bond rare  
Welcome to the collective
If you wanna join it’s very selective
Being an artist ain’t no elective
That’s why these bitches protective
Yolanda’s at home with her baby near  
We miss her laugh, hope she's back next year  
And Mike with his glitter, makin’ colors scream  
Bright, flashy tats, like a neon dream  
Dustin’s Cali-born, brings portraits to play  
Yeah, we get it, Cali’s overcrowded anyway  
But his art’s so fine, we’re glad he’s here  
Bringin' West Coast light, makin' art so clear  
Then there’s Adam, his work creepy and quick  
New dad vibes but his work’s still slick  
Twistin’ his tats like a haunted dance  
He’s scary good, not just by chance  
Chase with his brush, straight outta his head  
Paints on skin like a canvas instead  
The wildest visions just fly from his hand  
Art from nowhere, not a single plan  
And finally Christian, yeah, Boss Baby's here  
Adam’s apprentice, makin' it clear  
He’s doin’ real good, we gotta admit  
But still looks like Boss Baby, can’t quit that bit  
Welcome to the collective
If you wanna join it’s very selective
Being an artist ain’t no elective
That’s why these bitches protective
So if you’re lookin’ for a story in ink  
Step through the doors, come take a drink  
This is the team, with a style and flair  
Your skin, our canvas — we’ll meet you there

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Hip hop

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English

Emotional Analysis

The lyrics evoke a sense of pride, community, and respect among artists. There is an underlying tone of admiration for the skills and styles of each individual, showcasing a bond that transcends artistic rivalry, fostering an inclusive and supportive environment.

Application Scenarios

This song can be applied in various scenarios including tattoo shops' promotional materials, artist showcases, or as a tribute to a collective of artists. It could also serve as a motivational theme for creative communities, inspiring collaboration and individuality.

Technical Analysis

The song utilizes rhythmic patterns and a strong beat typical of hip hop, with clever wordplay and internal rhymes. Each verse provides a snapshot of different characters portraying their talents and personalities, contributing to a collective identity. The repetitive hook reinforces the exclusivity and pride of being part of an elite artistic group.

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