Seventeen Years Down

Uproarious glad-handing male MC, 114 BPM cookout funk rap, thumping kick, handclap snare, wah guitar, bubbling bass, glad-handing shouted bars, roaring delivery, ‑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, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑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

[Verse 1: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, glad-handing, loud, wah guitar and bubbling bass]
Came to Delmont Avenue at nineteen with a duffel and a name
Filled out every form they had and then they changed it all again
Blue form, green form, lost my file in twenty-ten
Fingerprinted twice because the first ones didn't count, my friend
Three lawyers and a notary, a fee every time
Waiting room with a number and a clock that wouldn't climb
Seventeen years of sitting in a plastic chair
Then a letter in the mailbox says come down and swear

[Verse 2: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, glad-handing, rowdier]
Whole thing took forty seconds in a room with folding chairs
Lady read it fast and then she pointed at the stairs
Seventeen years for forty seconds, do the math on that
So I walked back to the block and every stoop light flashed
Mrs. Park came out with dumplings and a pot of something red
Big Lou dragged his grill out with a towel on his head
Kids made a flag out of a pizza box and tape
Somebody's uncle had a speaker and a playlist and a cape

[Bridge: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, oath at the grill, quiet then roaring, glad-handing]
Big Lou holds the spatula up high, says do it right
Whole street goes quiet in the smoke and the light
Right hand up, I swear it to the grill
And to Delmont, and to Mrs. Park, and I always will

[Verse 3: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, glad-handing, loud, full band]
Now we dancing in the street until the cops come by
Cop's from Delmont too, so he grabs a plate and a fly
Mrs. Park is teaching Lou the dance from back at home
Kid on my shoulders yelling citizen into a comb
Seventeen years of saying sorry, can I wait some more
Tonight I'm saying nothing, I'm just dancing on the floor
Sun comes up on Delmont and the grill is still on fire
Signed and stamped and sworn and I ain't never been higher

[Outro: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, laughing, wah guitar rings out and fades]
Seventeen years, Delmont
Pass the plate

[End]

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[Hook: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, loud, glad-handing, the whole block yelling with him] Right hand up, seventeen years down Light the grill, tell the whole town Forty seconds and it's official, man Right hand up, now I'm here to stand [Verse 1: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, glad-handing, loud, wah guitar and bubbling bass] Came to Delmont Avenue at nineteen with a duffel and a name Filled out every form they had and then they changed it all again Blue form, green form, lost my file in twenty-ten Fingerprinted twice because the first ones didn't count, my friend Three lawyers and a notary, a fee every time Waiting room with a number and a clock that wouldn't climb Seventeen years of sitting in a plastic chair Then a letter in the mailbox says come down and swear [Hook: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, loud, glad-handing, the whole block yelling with him] Right hand up, seventeen years down Light the grill, tell the whole town Forty seconds and it's official, man Right hand up, now I'm here to stand [Verse 2: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, glad-handing, rowdier] Whole thing took forty seconds in a room with folding chairs Lady read it fast and then she pointed at the stairs Seventeen years for forty seconds, do the math on that So I walked back to the block and every stoop light flashed Mrs. Park came out with dumplings and a pot of something red Big Lou dragged his grill out with a towel on his head Kids made a flag out of a pizza box and tape Somebody's uncle had a speaker and a playlist and a cape [Bridge: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, oath at the grill, quiet then roaring, glad-handing] Big Lou holds the spatula up high, says do it right Whole street goes quiet in the smoke and the light Right hand up, I swear it to the grill And to Delmont, and to Mrs. Park, and I always will [Verse 3: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, glad-handing, loud, full band] Now we dancing in the street until the cops come by Cop's from Delmont too, so he grabs a plate and a fly Mrs. Park is teaching Lou the dance from back at home Kid on my shoulders yelling citizen into a comb Seventeen years of saying sorry, can I wait some more Tonight I'm saying nothing, I'm just dancing on the floor Sun comes up on Delmont and the grill is still on fire Signed and stamped and sworn and I ain't never been higher [Hook: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, loud, glad-handing, the whole block yelling with him] Right hand up, seventeen years down Light the grill, tell the whole town Forty seconds and it's official, man Right hand up, now I'm here to stand [Outro: Uproarious glad-handing male MC, laughing, wah guitar rings out and fades] Seventeen years, Delmont Pass the plate [End]

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