Thief master [RWBY fan-team song]

Jazzy, Cheeky, Funky, cheeky piano, cheeky guitar, finger snapping, cheeky male vocals, uplifting, trumpets and saxophone, C major key, medium bpm

✍️This song was extremely unyielding, definitely in the top 3 along with "Blank Page (Miku version)" and "Revenge on the Red Rose". Pain in my ass, in short😡

I was kinda out of sync with Suno for whole two weeks because all possible attempts were spent on this song. Don't even know how many credits and how many styles I tried before I realized that something "energetic-jazzy" was suitable for this character, and then there were problems with jazz. As a result, the most acceptable option turned out to be a little different from what I had planned. Almost everything was perfect with this generation, except that for the first time in many attempts, Suno decided to sing female vocals, although the song is from a male person. But believe me, this is the best option.

I wanted to write some notes about Racklee at the bottom, but I'm too lazy now🤪 I'm already tired of the song generation + writing that author's note, I can't take one more thing🗿 Maybe later...

I'll just say that Bowler hat and the Parasol here refers to the famous criminal duo of Roman and Neo, and Racklee was very inspired by them. No-no-no, it wasn't me who was inspired, it was Racklee who was inspired. Don't confuse it🙃. (The picture was generated, of course, but slightly edited to suit my idea.)✍️
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[Jazzy cheeky intro]

[Verse 1] 
The streets have a cruel voice
Filled with indifferent noise.
My whisper was drowned,
Burned to the ground,
Cause
Money makes the world go round...

[Verse 2]
It was difficult for me to even stand
In battles for a simple loaf of bread.
But once in the store,
By chance I saw
That
Bowler hat and the Parasol.

[Build-up pre-chorus]
And a thought flashed through my head, so loud:
What if my cold hands are unbound?
I threw morality in the trash,
Cause my fingers need some cash.
So...

[Chorus]
In a hail of bullets I’m Using an umbrella as cover,
And a police siren howl, It's like the music of troubles.
I feel it makes me wanna dance,
And gives me so much confidence,
My soul and body have no stress,
They are just like in a trance.

I feel dopamine and adrenaline rush through my body,
But for some reason, I cannot fulfill my feelings' hunger.
Wanna make my heart go faster,
Slowness is a cruel disaster,
So I'm gonna be the thief master.
I'm gonna be the thief master!

[Short instrumental interlude]

[Verse 3]
Take what isn't nailed down,
Otherwise, I'm ripping it out.
I am not a bird,
Cannot be heard,
But
Actions speak louder than words.

[Verse 4]
Now I don't have to fight for a loaf of bread,
It falls into my hands by itself.
Nice clothes? Yes, I have,
Also I have
A
Cool top hat right on my head!

[Pre-chorus]
Whenever I open my "Mute Chord"
I call forth hail and chasing song.
Need to pick up the pace of my breath,
Oh yeah, I need it to death!
So...

[Chorus]
In a hail of bullets I’m Using an umbrella as cover,
And a police siren howl, It's like the music of troubles.
I feel It makes me wanna dance,
And gives me so much confidence,
My soul and body have no stress,
They are just like in a trance.

[Bridge]
I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be.
(The thief master!)
I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be.
(The thief master!)
Lie and cheat, survive and steal, it was said by him.
[-]
But just maybe, I am ready, I'm already.
[Whisper] (The thief master...)

[Short solo]

[Final Chorus]
That ragamuffin on a street no longer cries in a whisper,
He has a thirst for profit, But it's not his stomach that needs it.
His hands need it, so do his legs,
His heart needs it, so do his head,
He may have robbed the lien bank,
But what will he rob next?

It's an endless trade with a silent blade of his umbrella,
He can't escape the mental cascade, it always leads to failure.
His heart needs to run faster,
Slowness is a cruel disaster,
So he's gonna be the thief master.
I'm gonna be the thief master!

[Instrumental outro]

[End]

4144/7500

✍️This song was extremely unyielding, definitely in the top 3 along with "Blank Page (Miku version)" and "Revenge on the Red Rose". Pain in my ass, in short😡 I was kinda out of sync with Suno for whole two weeks because all possible attempts were spent on this song. Don't even know how many credits and how many styles I tried before I realized that something "energetic-jazzy" was suitable for this character, and then there were problems with jazz. As a result, the most acceptable option turned out to be a little different from what I had planned. Almost everything was perfect with this generation, except that for the first time in many attempts, Suno decided to sing female vocals, although the song is from a male person. But believe me, this is the best option. I wanted to write some notes about Racklee at the bottom, but I'm too lazy now🤪 I'm already tired of the song generation + writing that author's note, I can't take one more thing🗿 Maybe later... I'll just say that Bowler hat and the Parasol here refers to the famous criminal duo of Roman and Neo, and Racklee was very inspired by them. No-no-no, it wasn't me who was inspired, it was Racklee who was inspired. Don't confuse it🙃. (The picture was generated, of course, but slightly edited to suit my idea.)✍️ ============================= [Jazzy cheeky intro] [Verse 1] The streets have a cruel voice Filled with indifferent noise. My whisper was drowned, Burned to the ground, Cause Money makes the world go round... [Verse 2] It was difficult for me to even stand In battles for a simple loaf of bread. But once in the store, By chance I saw That Bowler hat and the Parasol. [Build-up pre-chorus] And a thought flashed through my head, so loud: What if my cold hands are unbound? I threw morality in the trash, Cause my fingers need some cash. So... [Chorus] In a hail of bullets I’m Using an umbrella as cover, And a police siren howl, It's like the music of troubles. I feel it makes me wanna dance, And gives me so much confidence, My soul and body have no stress, They are just like in a trance. I feel dopamine and adrenaline rush through my body, But for some reason, I cannot fulfill my feelings' hunger. Wanna make my heart go faster, Slowness is a cruel disaster, So I'm gonna be the thief master. I'm gonna be the thief master! [Short instrumental interlude] [Verse 3] Take what isn't nailed down, Otherwise, I'm ripping it out. I am not a bird, Cannot be heard, But Actions speak louder than words. [Verse 4] Now I don't have to fight for a loaf of bread, It falls into my hands by itself. Nice clothes? Yes, I have, Also I have A Cool top hat right on my head! [Pre-chorus] Whenever I open my "Mute Chord" I call forth hail and chasing song. Need to pick up the pace of my breath, Oh yeah, I need it to death! So... [Chorus] In a hail of bullets I’m Using an umbrella as cover, And a police siren howl, It's like the music of troubles. I feel It makes me wanna dance, And gives me so much confidence, My soul and body have no stress, They are just like in a trance. I feel dopamine and adrenaline rush through my body, But for some reason, I cannot fulfill my feelings' hunger. Wanna make my heart go faster, Slowness is a cruel disaster, So I'm gonna be the thief master! I'm gonna be the thief master! [Bridge] I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be. (The thief master!) I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be. (The thief master!) Lie and cheat, survive and steal, it was said by him. [-] But just maybe, I am ready, I'm already. [Whisper] (The thief master...) [Short solo] [Final Chorus] That ragamuffin on a street no longer cries in a whisper, He has a thirst for profit, But it's not his stomach that needs it. His hands need it, so do his legs, His heart needs it, so do his head, He may have robbed the lien bank, But what will he rob next? It's an endless trade with a silent blade of his umbrella, He can't escape the mental cascade, it always leads to failure. His heart needs to run faster, Slowness is a cruel disaster, So he's gonna be the thief master. I'm gonna be the thief master! [Instrumental outro] [End]

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