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Peanuts Coming Down

JoeProAI
JoeProAI
Boisterous motormouth male MC, 128 BPM ghetto house rap, house kick, open hi-hats, snappy rimshot, bass guitar, boisterous full-chest bars, shouted hooks, ‑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
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[Hook: Boisterous motormouth male MC, full chest, shouted] Hands up high, peanuts coming down Upper deck king of the whole ballpark town Dollar in the air and the bag on the round Hands up high, peanuts coming down [Verse 1: Boisterous motormouth male MC, boisterous, loud and quick] Eleven seasons in the cheap seat rows Tray on my belly and a cap on my nose Shouting so loud that the pitcher look up Batter step out like he heard a hiccup Bag in the left and the change in the right Thirty rows deep and I'm hitting it tight Lady in a visor, bag in her lap Never even saw it, now she giving me a clap [Verse 2: Boisterous motormouth male MC, boisterous, faster, rapid fire] Hot sun, cold drink, salt on the shell Organ playing something and I'm selling as well Kid in a jersey with a dollar and a dream I could hit his hand from the back of the team Ushers want a picture and the beer man want a cut Told him get in line, man, I'm busy, so what Nobody watching the game when I'm in the section I'm the highlight reel, I'm the main attraction [Hook: Boisterous motormouth male MC, full chest, shouted] Hands up high, peanuts coming down Upper deck king of the whole ballpark town Dollar in the air and the bag on the round Hands up high, peanuts coming down [Bridge: Boisterous motormouth male MC, forty-row throw, open hi-hats rattling faster] Grandma in the top row waving at me Forty rows up, that's a long way, see Wind it up, wind it up, let it fly Whole upper deck turning heads to the sky Over the railing, over the hats Over the couple in the matching bats Landing in the glove, grandma you a star Peanut man undefeated, that's who we are [Verse 3: Boisterous motormouth male MC, boisterous, then shouting the play] Ninth inning, two down, it's a full count Crack off the bat and it's a foul, no doubt Screaming at the kid in row twelve on the aisle I step in front with my tray and a smile Ball hit the tray and it stuck in the bags Not a single one dropped, not a peanut sags Big screen playing it nine times straight Then the manager calling, son, you want to play [Hook: Boisterous motormouth male MC, full chest, shouted] Hands up high, peanuts coming down Upper deck king of the whole ballpark town Dollar in the air and the bag on the round Hands up high, peanuts coming down [Outro: Boisterous motormouth male MC, laughing, house kick rings out and fades] Peanuts Coming down [End]