[genre: 1990s pop-rap, golden age hip hop, old school hip-hop] [tempo: 116 bpm bouncy hip-hop groove] [harmony: minor key, tension-building, funky] [instrument: drums - classic tr-808 drum machine, punchy kick, heavy snare, syncopated hi-hats, 808 cowbell] [instrument: bass - iconic driving, syncopated plucky synth bassline] [instrument: keys - sharp staccato piano chords, funky synth brass stabs] [instrument: fx - rhythmic dj vinyl scratching, high tubular bells] [vocals: confident male rapper, early 90s rhythmic staccato flow, energetic. Backing: hype-man background shouts and group chants] [INTRO] [Heavy DJ vinyl scratching] [Acapella vocal hook] Yo, VIP, let's kick it! [Iconic plucky syncopated bassline drops in] (Dun dun dun dududun dun) [Drum beat enters with a heavy snare] [VERSE 1] [Beat strips back to just bass and drums] [Vocals: Confident, staccato 90s rap flow] Alright halt! [Beat pauses completely] Join hands and hearken, [Beat drops back in hard] The road to Blackroot Hollow, cold and darken'd! No sun in three days, the fields are grey, He sold two hundred tickets, wants his pay! Kannyay's out front, chest puffed, acting brave, Leading the whole party to an early grave! [DJ scratch] Goldfish chased a moth into the pine, Came back with someone's tooth and said "I'm fine!" The woods grew darker, narrower the track, Ricardo checked the exits at the back, Something in the shadows, something wrong, But Kannyay said "great acoustics for a song!" [CHORUS] [Maximum 90s pop-rap energy] [Staccato piano chords and tubular bells join the beat] [Group backing vocals chant along] Dice dice baby, Dice dice baby! Roll them bones and pray thee Dice dice baby! [POST-CHORUS HOOK] [Music drops out briefly] Alright stop! [Pause] Kannyay's on a roll, [Beat returns] Selling cursed venue tickets, bless his soul, Ricardo's in the cart, he's not amused, Twelve coppers and a curse, feeling used! [VERSE 2] [Bassline groove continues, heavy hi-hats] [Synth brass hits on the off-beats] Blackroot Hollow, not a sunrise in sight, The well didst whisper something in the night, The bell rang alone from the chapel tower, Valeska's Silent Bell shook with power! [Delay effect echoes "power... power..."] She gripped it tight, said not a word, The darkest omen any of them heard! Kannyay marched straight in, cool as you like, Sizing up the chapel for the mic! Goldfish followed in, distracted by a flame, An altar candle flickered, called her by her name! [DJ Scratch] She fell right through the floor without a care, Came back up glowing, ancient relic in her hair! "Dost anyone want a biscuit?" said she, Holding something buried for a century! Ricardo watched it all from outside the door, Wondering what in three realms he'd signed up for! [CHORUS] [Staccato piano chords and tubular bells] [Group backing vocals chant along] Dice dice baby, Dice dice baby! Roll them bones and pray thee Dice dice baby! [POST-CHORUS HOOK] [Music drops out briefly] Alright stop! [Pause] Kannyay's on a roll, [Beat returns] Selling cursed venue tickets, bless his soul, Ricardo's in the cart, he's not amused, Twelve coppers and a curse, feeling used! [BRIDGE] [Bassline only, stripped back groove] [Vocal: Spoken, cool, rhythmic delivery] Word to thy mother, And word to the quest, Sometimes the fool leads, And luck doth the rest! Goldfish finds treasure, Without even trying, Valeska talks bells, And the chapel's replying! Kannyay's 'tache twitches, And he claims a success, The concert's cancelled, I confess! I never got paid, Not a copper, not a crown, But I'll do it again, For twelve coppers next time! [CHORUS] [Maximum pop-rap party energy] Dice dice baby, Dice dice baby! Roll them bones and pray thee Dice dice baby! Dice dice baby, Dice dice baby! Dice dice baby!
