Brooms in the Boiler Room

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dark orchestral jazz rap, boom bap hip hop, horror/noir hip hop

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[Intro - Old Film Projector, Wizard Tower]

[film reel clicking]
[thunder rolling]
[low bassoon riff]
[staccato strings creeping]

Voice 1 - Raspy:
Ayo...

Voice 1:
Don’t touch that hat.

Voice 2 - Crazy Whisper:
Heh... too late.

Both:
Brooms in the boiler room.

[Chorus - Raspy Gang Chant]

Brooms in the boiler room,
water starts to rise,
little mouse grinning with the stars in his eyes.

Brooms in the boiler room,
knocking at the door,
spell got loose and it hungry for more.

Black-and-white world,
but the money still gold,
whole tower shaking when the wild drums roll.

Brooms in the boiler room,
moon turned blue,
one wrong spell and the whole crew doomed.

[Verse 1 - Rapper 1 - Raspy, Unhinged]

I came through small with the hat pulled low,
stars on the brim and the gloves still glow.

Strings go stab,
bassoon go low,

broom got a bucket and it march like woah.

Told me don’t touch,
so I touched that quick,

now the whole tower sick and the floorboards shift.

One broom, two brooms,
three more rise,

black ink magic in the cartoon eyes.

Timpani boom when the stairwell crack,

oboe line howlin’ and the shadows clap back.

Moonlight bends when the wand goes snap,

shadow on the wall with a long-eared cap.

I ain’t scared,
I’m just deep in the trick,

too much power for a little dude slick.

Black-and-white frame,
but the gold still gleam,

money in the fog and the magic in steam.

[Pre-Chorus - Call and Response]

Voice 1:
Who cast that?

Voice 2:
Not me.

Voice 1:
Who touched the hat?

Voice 2:
Not me.

Voice 1:
Who flooded the room?

Voice 2:
Couldn’t be me.

Both:
Then why the broom got a whole army?

[Chorus - Raspy Gang Chant]

Brooms in the boiler room,
water starts to rise,
little mouse grinning with the stars in his eyes.

Brooms in the boiler room,
knocking at the door,
spell got loose and it hungry for more.

Black-and-white world,
but the money still gold,
whole tower shaking when the wild drums roll.

Brooms in the boiler room,
moon turned blue,
one wrong spell and the whole crew doomed.

[Verse 2 - Rapper 2 - Raspy, Crazed]

I seen the mop grow teeth in the midnight haze,

seen buckets pour rivers through a hundred stairways.

Woodwinds laughing,
trumpets go crooked,

whole magic tower looking haunted and flooded.

Old wizard gone,
but the hat stayed watching,

every little sparkle turned toxic.

Broomstick army with the wooden-leg stomp,

tap dance terror when the bassline thump.

I told little homie,
“You don’t know that spell.”

He said,
“I know enough to make the whole room swell.”

Then the strings start chasing,
ceiling got eyes,

stars in the robe started falling from the sky.

Cauldron bubble,
floorboards split,

one more chant and the whole place flipped.

Magic ain’t cute when the shadows get tall,

especially when the mouse got control of it all.

[Bridge - Orchestral Breakdown]

[beat cuts]
[low bassoon]
[staccato strings]
[timpani hits]
[water rushing]
[brooms marching]

Voice 1 - Raspy:
They said he was just an apprentice.

Voice 2 - Laughing:
Apprentice?

Voice 1:
Yeah.

Voice 2:
Then why the broom saluting him?

[evil cartoon laugh]

Both:
Brooms...
in the boiler room.

[Verse 3 - Trading Bars]

Voice 1:
Hat too big.

Voice 2:
Spell too strong.

Voice 1:
Broom too wild.

Voice 2:
Night too long.

Voice 1:
Water too high.

Voice 2:
Door won’t move.

Voice 1:
Whole tower drowning.

Voice 2:
Still in groove.

Voice 1:
Strings go sharp.

Voice 2:
Bassoon go doom.

Voice 1:
Timpani hit.

Voice 2:
Oboes fill the room.

Voice 1:
One little mouse.

Voice 2:
Big mistake.

Voice 1:
One little wand.

Voice 2:
Whole world shake.

Both:
Black-and-white world but the money still gold,
whole crew slipping while the spell takes hold.

No crown, no throne,
just a hat and a grin,

then the broomsticks rise and the nightmare begins.

[Final Chorus - Bigger Raspy Gang Chant]

Brooms in the boiler room,
water starts to rise,
little mouse grinning with the stars in his eyes.

Brooms in the boiler room,
knocking at the door,
spell got loose and it hungry for more.

Black-and-white world,
but the money still gold,
whole tower shaking when the wild drums roll.

Brooms in the boiler room,
moon turned blue,
one wrong spell and the whole crew doomed.

Brooms in the boiler room,
still marching,
still stomping,
still pouring,
still watching.

[Outro - Old Film Ending]

[orchestra fades]
[water drains slowly]
[broomstick scrape]
[one final magic chime]

Voice 2:
You think it’s over?

Voice 1:
Nah.

Voice 2:
Why?

Voice 1:
The hat still glowing.

[film reel snaps]

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[Intro - Old Film Projector, Wizard Tower] [film reel clicking] [thunder rolling] [low bassoon riff] [staccato strings creeping] Voice 1 - Raspy: Ayo... Voice 1: Don’t touch that hat. Voice 2 - Crazy Whisper: Heh... too late. Both: Brooms in the boiler room. [Chorus - Raspy Gang Chant] Brooms in the boiler room, water starts to rise, little mouse grinning with the stars in his eyes. Brooms in the boiler room, knocking at the door, spell got loose and it hungry for more. Black-and-white world, but the money still gold, whole tower shaking when the wild drums roll. Brooms in the boiler room, moon turned blue, one wrong spell and the whole crew doomed. [Verse 1 - Rapper 1 - Raspy, Unhinged] I came through small with the hat pulled low, stars on the brim and the gloves still glow. Strings go stab, bassoon go low, broom got a bucket and it march like woah. Told me don’t touch, so I touched that quick, now the whole tower sick and the floorboards shift. One broom, two brooms, three more rise, black ink magic in the cartoon eyes. Timpani boom when the stairwell crack, oboe line howlin’ and the shadows clap back. Moonlight bends when the wand goes snap, shadow on the wall with a long-eared cap. I ain’t scared, I’m just deep in the trick, too much power for a little dude slick. Black-and-white frame, but the gold still gleam, money in the fog and the magic in steam. [Pre-Chorus - Call and Response] Voice 1: Who cast that? Voice 2: Not me. Voice 1: Who touched the hat? Voice 2: Not me. Voice 1: Who flooded the room? Voice 2: Couldn’t be me. Both: Then why the broom got a whole army? [Chorus - Raspy Gang Chant] Brooms in the boiler room, water starts to rise, little mouse grinning with the stars in his eyes. Brooms in the boiler room, knocking at the door, spell got loose and it hungry for more. Black-and-white world, but the money still gold, whole tower shaking when the wild drums roll. Brooms in the boiler room, moon turned blue, one wrong spell and the whole crew doomed. [Verse 2 - Rapper 2 - Raspy, Crazed] I seen the mop grow teeth in the midnight haze, seen buckets pour rivers through a hundred stairways. Woodwinds laughing, trumpets go crooked, whole magic tower looking haunted and flooded. Old wizard gone, but the hat stayed watching, every little sparkle turned toxic. Broomstick army with the wooden-leg stomp, tap dance terror when the bassline thump. I told little homie, “You don’t know that spell.” He said, “I know enough to make the whole room swell.” Then the strings start chasing, ceiling got eyes, stars in the robe started falling from the sky. Cauldron bubble, floorboards split, one more chant and the whole place flipped. Magic ain’t cute when the shadows get tall, especially when the mouse got control of it all. [Bridge - Orchestral Breakdown] [beat cuts] [low bassoon] [staccato strings] [timpani hits] [water rushing] [brooms marching] Voice 1 - Raspy: They said he was just an apprentice. Voice 2 - Laughing: Apprentice? Voice 1: Yeah. Voice 2: Then why the broom saluting him? [evil cartoon laugh] Both: Brooms... in the boiler room. [Verse 3 - Trading Bars] Voice 1: Hat too big. Voice 2: Spell too strong. Voice 1: Broom too wild. Voice 2: Night too long. Voice 1: Water too high. Voice 2: Door won’t move. Voice 1: Whole tower drowning. Voice 2: Still in groove. Voice 1: Strings go sharp. Voice 2: Bassoon go doom. Voice 1: Timpani hit. Voice 2: Oboes fill the room. Voice 1: One little mouse. Voice 2: Big mistake. Voice 1: One little wand. Voice 2: Whole world shake. Both: Black-and-white world but the money still gold, whole crew slipping while the spell takes hold. No crown, no throne, just a hat and a grin, then the broomsticks rise and the nightmare begins. [Final Chorus - Bigger Raspy Gang Chant] Brooms in the boiler room, water starts to rise, little mouse grinning with the stars in his eyes. Brooms in the boiler room, knocking at the door, spell got loose and it hungry for more. Black-and-white world, but the money still gold, whole tower shaking when the wild drums roll. Brooms in the boiler room, moon turned blue, one wrong spell and the whole crew doomed. Brooms in the boiler room, still marching, still stomping, still pouring, still watching. [Outro - Old Film Ending] [orchestra fades] [water drains slowly] [broomstick scrape] [one final magic chime] Voice 2: You think it’s over? Voice 1: Nah. Voice 2: Why? Voice 1: The hat still glowing. [film reel snaps]

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