Fate Of Choice

Gangsta rap fused with 1920s garage band grit and emo-jazz tension, swinging over a hard four-on-the-floor kick with upright bass snaps, bowed viola lines, and French horn stabs; verse rides a raw band vamp with tight rim clicks, pre-chorus strips to bass, horn, and half-time drums, chorus hits with shouted doubles and gang vocals on the anchor, bridge opens into smoky jazz chords then snaps back hard, Close-mic lead vocal, raspy and intimate in verses, with echo throws and stacked ad-libs on the hook; crackling intro, reversed cymbal swells before drops, punchy dry mix with a vintage edge, rap, jazz, emo

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[Verse 1] I was born in the back room With a bent-up coin and a bad excuse Mama said, "Boy, pick a side" But the floor kept shifting under my shoes I learned quick in the alley heat One hand blessing, one hand bleak Old drums hit like busted teeth And the truth came cheap in the same old week [Pre-Chorus] You can call me cursed You can call me clean Every road I took Took a piece of me Viola crying low Horn in the smoke I held that line Then I let it go [Chorus] Fate of choice Fate of choice I made my bed Then I raised my voice Fate of choice Fate of choice If I lose my crown I still keep the noise [Verse 2] I seen dogs turn saints for a meal Seen saints turn wolves when the deal got real Pocket full of rage and a church bell scar Still I drove that dare like a stolen car Upright bass walking like a man with a grudge Kick drum stomping, making concrete budge I don't pray for luck, I just pray for nerve 'Cause every little yes got a consequence curve [Pre-Chorus] You can call me late You can call me mean But I wrote my name In between the seams Viola crying low Horn in the smoke I held that line Then I let it go [Chorus] Fate of choice Fate of choice I made my bed Then I raised my voice Fate of choice Fate of choice If I lose my crown I still keep the noise [Bridge] Let the room go thin Let the shadows talk I was half a saint And a quarter spark French horn howls Like a paper moon I got one last laugh Then I cut right through [Chorus] Fate of choice Fate of choice I made my bed Then I raised my voice Fate of choice Fate of choice If I lose my crown I still keep the noise [Outro] Roll that dice Take that line Fate of choice Was mine all mine

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