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Badge Swipe

JoeProAI
JoeProAI
Guttural Toledo male MC, 90 BPM boom-bap, vault kick, whip snare, brooding bass, chalk guitar figure, guttural bars, shouted chorus, ‑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, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑funk, ‑ska, ‑horror, ‑Halloween, ‑generic rap voice, ‑crooning, ‑crooner, ‑breathy, ‑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, ‑dancehall, ‑strings, ‑warm mid-range male vocal, ‑female vocals
V6

[Verse 1: Guttural Toledo male MC, low and heavy, every bar on the kick] Badge on the lanyard and a radio hiss Third shift at the museum, I cover the west Wing C closed for renovation since spring Drop cloths and crates and a padlock on the wing I swipe at the reader and the light blinks green Walk the same hallway like a man in a dream Count every crate and I shine every glass Write it in the logbook and I let the night pass Supervisor said son, you are solid and true Nobody wants C, so we gave it to you I took it like honor, I took it like pride Twelve months of footsteps on the cold west side [Pre-Chorus: Guttural Toledo male MC, building, louder every line] Then the reader hiccuped and the light went strange Three chirps and a red and my whole route changed [Chorus: Guttural Toledo male MC, shouted, full chest] Swipe for the wing, I was never inside Guarding the cloths while the real floor got dried Empty the crates and the pride that I tried Swipe for the wing, I was never inside [Verse 2: Guttural Toledo male MC, badge chirp miss, the badge reader refuses him three times in a row, each chirp higher, then the drums slam when the light goes red] Chirp, access denied, and I stand in the hall Chirp, try again, and I feel ten feet tall Chirp, red light burning like a mark on my chest Radio crackles, son, you fail the test They pull every cloth and the crates have no weight No marble, no canvas, no bronze, just a plate While I walked in circles on a map that was wrong Gallery A lost a fortune and I hummed along [Chorus: Guttural Toledo male MC, shouted, full chest] Swipe for the wing, I was never inside Guarding the cloths while the real floor got dried Empty the crates and the pride that I tried Swipe for the wing, I was never inside [Bridge: Guttural Toledo male MC, slow then rising, kick on every word] I trusted the badge and the map and the key Trusted the route that they handed to me Trusted the green light more than my eyes Now the green light is gone and the truth does not hide [Verse 3: Guttural Toledo male MC, guttural and clear, every consonant hard] I turn in the badge and I keep the old log Every night written in my own steady hand They offer a desk and a daytime patrol I take Gallery A and I learn every hole Now I walk where the people actually look Not where a spreadsheet said open the book If the reader goes red I will trust what I see Swipe for the truth, not the wing they gave me [Chorus: Guttural Toledo male MC, shouted, full chest] Swipe for the wing, I was never inside Guarding the cloths while the real floor got dried Empty the crates and the pride that I tried Swipe for the wing, I was never inside [Outro: Guttural Toledo male MC, cold and steady, the last red chirp rings out and fades] Red light I see it Now [End]