Right Hand on the Wall

Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, 132 BPM big beat rap, chopped break drums, distorted bass riff, scratch stabs, go-for-broke barked bars, 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

[Intro: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, sirens and break drums, go-for-broke, shouted]
Third floor
Kid inside
Going in

[Verse 1: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, go-for-broke, breathing hard between lines]
Mask on, bottle full, door kicked in
Smoke so black it's like a wall in your skin
Can't see my glove at the end of my arm
Heat on my back like a fist on a farm
Right hand on the wall, that's the rule, that's the law
Follow it in, follow it out, follow it all
Couch, door, dresser, crib, nothing there
Calling her name in a mask with no air

[Hook: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, loud, go-for-broke, shouted, full break drums]
Right hand on the wall, nobody gets left
Crawling through the black with a fire in my chest
Can't see my glove but I can hear your breath
Right hand on the wall, nobody gets left

[Verse 2: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, go-for-broke, faster]
Bedroom two and the closet is shut
Pull it and she's balled up tight in a rut
Five years old with her face in a coat
Pulled my mask off a second, put the air in her throat
Low air bell starts ringing on my back
Picked her up in my arms and I lost the track
Turned around once and the wall's not there
Black on the left and the right and everywhere

[Bridge: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, low and steady, bass riff only]
Down on the floor, find the hose
Run my glove along it where the water goes
Smooth side, lugs, I can feel it in the dark
Lugs point home, that's the door, that's the mark

[Verse 3: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, daylight in the doorway, lone kick, then the break drums crash back]
Crawling on my knees with the kid on my chest
Counting every coupling, one, two, the rest
Bell still ringing like it's counting me down
Fingers on the brass, I ain't turning around
Then grey, then a square, then a hand in the haze
Lieutenant in the doorway pulling both of us away
Out on the landing and the cold hits my face
She coughs in my arms and it's the best sound in the place

[Outro: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, out of breath, sirens ring out and fade]
Nobody gets left
Nobody

[End]

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[Intro: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, sirens and break drums, go-for-broke, shouted] Third floor Kid inside Going in [Verse 1: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, go-for-broke, breathing hard between lines] Mask on, bottle full, door kicked in Smoke so black it's like a wall in your skin Can't see my glove at the end of my arm Heat on my back like a fist on a farm Right hand on the wall, that's the rule, that's the law Follow it in, follow it out, follow it all Couch, door, dresser, crib, nothing there Calling her name in a mask with no air [Hook: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, loud, go-for-broke, shouted, full break drums] Right hand on the wall, nobody gets left Crawling through the black with a fire in my chest Can't see my glove but I can hear your breath Right hand on the wall, nobody gets left [Verse 2: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, go-for-broke, faster] Bedroom two and the closet is shut Pull it and she's balled up tight in a rut Five years old with her face in a coat Pulled my mask off a second, put the air in her throat Low air bell starts ringing on my back Picked her up in my arms and I lost the track Turned around once and the wall's not there Black on the left and the right and everywhere [Bridge: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, low and steady, bass riff only] Down on the floor, find the hose Run my glove along it where the water goes Smooth side, lugs, I can feel it in the dark Lugs point home, that's the door, that's the mark [Hook: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, loud, go-for-broke, shouted, full break drums] Right hand on the wall, nobody gets left Crawling through the black with a fire in my chest Can't see my glove but I can hear your breath Right hand on the wall, nobody gets left [Verse 3: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, daylight in the doorway, lone kick, then the break drums crash back] Crawling on my knees with the kid on my chest Counting every coupling, one, two, the rest Bell still ringing like it's counting me down Fingers on the brass, I ain't turning around Then grey, then a square, then a hand in the haze Lieutenant in the doorway pulling both of us away Out on the landing and the cold hits my face She coughs in my arms and it's the best sound in the place [Hook: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, loud, go-for-broke, shouted, full break drums] Right hand on the wall, nobody gets left Crawling through the black with a fire in my chest Can't see my glove but I can hear your breath Right hand on the wall, nobody gets left [Outro: Go-for-broke smoke-throated male MC, out of breath, sirens ring out and fade] Nobody gets left Nobody [End]

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